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stuff from you
And if I hit you on your head
Boy, its got to make it black and blue

Well, I'm goin' to Alabama
Got my pistols out by my side
Well,
was summertime in Northern Michigan
Ahh Ahh Ahh
Ahh Ahh Ahh

Splashing through the sand bar
Talking by the campfire
It's the simple things in
he will surely do
It don't matter where you are
He's gonna bring his wrath on you
Ah-um Mississippi Ah-um Alabama
Ah-um Louisiana Ah-um Nashville
stuff from you
And if I hit you on your head
Boy, its got to make it black and blue

Well, I'm goin' to Alabama
Got my pistols out by my side
Well,
was summertime in Northern Michigan
Ahh Ahh Ahh
Ahh Ahh Ahh

Splashing through the sand bar
Talking by the campfire
It's the simple things in
was summertime in Northern Michigan
Ahh Ahh Ahh
Ahh Ahh Ahh

Splashing through the sand bar
Talking by the campfire
It's the simple things in
the bottom won't you roll the window down
If ya cruisin'
I got that Trunk Muzik
Alabama's unanimous animal Yelawolf
On the eight O eight come and fade away
fade away the way that Bohemians often bare the frigid air 
He returned from Alabama to see what he could see 

Constant commentary by the wayside
them ol' grey mules 

The farm grew to be a moneymaker 
And the house he lived in grew up room by room 
The boy worked hard but soon got tired
of Alabama

Yeah, nothing against the crimson tide
I just need that girl here by my side
And I know if I get my way
Alabama's gonna be crying that day

Yeah,
love out by the lake to our favorite song
Sipping whiskey out the bottle, not thinking 'bout tomorrow
Singing 'Sweet Home Alabama' all summer long
land
Am
Walkin' down an alabama road

And he went by the name of william moore
Now what are you doing william moore
D g am
Why the letter in your
Southern man, you sure are pretty,
Got a smile to still the city,
And Lord, you know, you got those sleepy eyes.
Alabama sweet-talking baby,
recebi um telegrama 
Era você de aracaju ou do alabama 
Dizendo nego sinta-se feliz 
Porque no mundo tem alguém que diz 
Que muito te ama que tanto te
was summertime in Northern Michigan
Ahh Ahh Ahh
Ahh Ahh Ahh

Splashing through the sand bar
Talking by the campfire
It's the simple things in
Mobile Alabama DJ 

Livin' by the ocean sometimes I get the notion
To take my Jane to Alabama
We hang out in a funky little bar 
They call it
old gray mules

The farm grew to be a money maker
And the house he lived in
Grew up room by room
The boy worked hard
But soon got tired of farmin'
She was young and she was pretty a victim of a rich man's whim
When she met a wealthy gentleman Big Ben Colson and she had a child by him
Well he
By now in New York City
There's snow on the ground
And out in California
The sunshine's falling down
And, maybe down in Memphis
Graceland's all in
from Donegal, Sligo and Leitrim too
Oh, we'll give them the slip and we'll take a sip
Of the rare old Mountain Dew

Hi di-diddly-idle-um
History can never be made by one man  we must smash this one quickly 
History is made only by the masses of the people  this is clear 
Even
I said, momma don't you worry
I'm gettin' by just fine out on the road

Yea tonight we play in Knoxville
And tomorrow night its back to music
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
to do it
I can't afford to do it
I can't afford to do it
And lose that girl of mine
Yeah

Break:
I got a good friend from Alabama
He tried
Probably never made a single person cold,
but I can't say the same for me. I've done it many times.

Somebody take me home through those Alabama pines.