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Let's go down to Alabama
Let's go see my dear old mama
Fryin' eggs and cookin' hammy
That's what I like 'bout the South

She's got baked ribs
From the great Atlantic ocean to the wide Pacific shore
From the queen of flowing mountain to the south bell by the shore
She's mighty tall
From the great Atlantic ocean to the wide Pacific shore
From the queen of flowing mountain to the south bell by the shore
She's mighty tall
From the great Atlantic ocean to the wide Pacific shore
From the queen of flowing mountain to the south bell by the shore
She's mighty tall
Wallace Now
Wallace was for all practical purposes the
Governor of Alabama from 1962 until 1986 Once,
When a law prevented him from succeeding himself
just south of Heaven
Don't want to' think you can have it all
'Cause all I need is just south of Heaven

There's a little girl they call the sweet
This song was first released on the Live at the Sydney Opera House album. 
It is the only album it has been released on.

One Sunday morning as I
a van
Driven by an elder gentlemen who cuts right in front of me 
From now on that's all I see

(instrumental)

Chorus 
Its a nine hour drive from me
to squeeze you, no doubt!
Love 'em all I says.
Let Cupid sort 'em out!

Drive my search engine home.
Dropped, chopped, Alabama chrome.
Hey what the hell
truck
Daddy's sweet money done jacked it up
She's a party-all-nighter from South Carolina, a bad mamajama from down in Alabama
She's a raging Cajun,
this one goes to my Alabama gettin' money 



its all about money 

this one goes to my Cleveland gettin' money 

always on the grind 

this
"Talking Birmingham Jam."
Walkin' down to Birmingham, 'way down South in Dixie land,
I thought that I would stop awhile,
Take a vacation, Southern style.
From the great Atlantic ocean to the wide Pacific shore
From the queen of flowing mountains to the south bells by the moor
She's mighty tall
the waving, everybody's welcome
All he can say about the youth is lord help ‘em
Got a couple grand babies, but they never call though
Left 'em in the south
All over America!

I want the whole wide world to know
that Pato Banton is on the go.
Just like a tree that plant by the rivers of water
I will surely
Hey, ho, we know how this story goes
Hey, ho, the plot it thickens and grows
Hey, ho, there's nothing left to hide
Hey, ho, down here on the south
Hey, ho, we know how this story goes
Hey, ho, the plot it thickens and grows
Hey, ho, there's nothing left to hide
Hey, ho, down here on the south
By the time you make one I'll be on ten
Hit the studio nigga, and do it again

To the beat y'all, and it don't stop
It goes on cause I don't stop
I ain't gonna call Hank Williams Junior Junior anymore
Even though I know what all his daddy done before
Hank weighs close to 200 pounds and he
goes on 'cause I don't stop rappin'
To the beat y'all, and it don't stop
It goes on 'cause I don't stop rappin'

Let me tell you somethin' 'bout a nigga
Standing by a midnight highway
Excuse me sir, are you going my way?
On and on, the endless white line goes

Tired and hungry once again
The sleet keeps
they gon tell you for if you don't already know 
huh nigga that's all on you to be on top of yearn 
But by the time they finish fuckin you, bitch you
into that, we don't give a damn

We're from North California and South Alabama
And little towns all around this land
We can skin a buck and run
my gun, load up for fun, and put down with the frown
What goes round comes round from M.L.K. to cascade
I know its through them plenty figures
into that, we don't give a damn

We're from North California and South Alabama
And little towns all around this land
We can skin a buck and run