Big wheels keep on turning. Carry me home to see my kin, singing
songs about the Southland. I miss Alabamy once again and I think its a sin, yes.
Well I heard mister Young sing about her.
I heard ole Neil put her down. Well, I hope Neil Young will remember a
Southern man don't need him around anyhow. Sweet home Alabama where the skies
are so blue. Sweet Home Alabama, Lord, I'm coming home to you.In Birmingham
they love the gov' nor Now we all did what we could do.Now Watergate does not
bother me. Does your conscience bother you? Tell the truth. Sweet home Alabama
where the skies are so blue. Sweet Home Alabama, Lord, I'm coming home to you.Now
Muscle Shoals has got the Swampers And they've been known to pick a song or two.
Lord they get me off so much. They pick me up when I'm feeling blue. Now how
about you? Sweet home Alabama where the skies are so blue. Sweet Home Alabama,
Lord, I'm coming home to you. Sweet home Alabama;Oh sweet home baby. Where the
skies are so blue And the guv'nor's true. Sweet Home Alabama Lordy Lord, I'm
coming home to you Yea, yea Montgomery's got the answer.
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