Lyrics:
Mobile, Alabama, Mississippi
Tonight I'm gonna love you 'til
It all goes south, Hey hey
We got history in these barstools
We got things we couldn't fix
down into the water
But he did not drown
I'm on a balcony in Mobile, Alabama
Waiting for the wind to throw me down
Now the Lord told the great
Alabama nigga in the Bessemer City Limit
Alabama nigga in the Birmingham limits
Alabama nigga go to Mobile and get it
Headed back to Bessemer in
Well Dixie was from sunny Alabama
Those old steel rails would roll to Birmingham
Mobile, her final destination
I looked down at the ticket in her hand
bass
So if you’re looking around the south side of Alabama
For a shot and a beer and a backwater band, up
North of Mobile, yeah, it’s not too far
Yeah, I don't know, but I been around
Alabama women, shake 'em on down
All the way to Mobile, baby
All the way to Birmingham
Shake 'em on down
Yes,
highway Pebble Beach,
Alabama's just out of reach.
Louissiana, temp swamp.
(Swamp!)
Montana on a mountain top.
(On a mountain top!)
Mobile home...
I won't tell her
Is that alright? (Okay)
What's your name? (Letania)
Where you from? (Mobile, Alabama)
Letania from Mobile, Alabama
We're gonna give
where Ohio is
Like "where you from?" "I'm from Ohias" you understand?
No, I'm like "John's head, oh, I'm from Ohias"
Where you from Jeff (Mobile
up in minute maid
Don't try nothing slick, get crucified
Look at you now, lil bitch you played
We come straight out that bottom side
Mobile, Alabama, I
likelihood never see them again
Cuz I'm lonely and lost and fucked up in the head
But I'm trying
So I'll stand on a stage in Mobile, Alabama
My heart beating
you
Alabama Jacksonville Mobile Alabama
Tractor Tractor Tractor, Louisiana
Tractor Tractor Tractor, Louisiana
Yeehaw
I moved to the country, where
Working in the rebel fields
We built this country on the back
Of Alabama Black
Alabama, Alabama, Alabama Black
She marched down to Mobile
And she wouldn't
In the heat of the day down in Mobile, Alabama
Working on the railroad with the steel driving hammer
Gotta make some money to buy some brand new
Ray-Ray broke ass no mo'
Work it (mo')
Juke it (mo')
Pump it (mo')
Chi-town (mo')
Let's go (mo')
My name is Ella-May from Mobile, Alabama
And I
In the heat of the day, down in mobile, alabama
Workin' on the railroad with a steel drivin' hammer
Tryin' to get some money, get some brand new
Don't need a guitar man son
So I slept in the hobo jungles
I roamed thousand miles of track
Till I find myself in Mobile, Alabama
At a club they
In the evening of the day down in Mobile, Alabama,
Working on the railroad with the steel driving hammer.
Gotta get some money, buy some brand new
like a sunset over Mobile Bay
Now when I leave Alabama I don't stay gone too long these days
I'm eighty-three and dying I miss my husband and my son
that funky soul in Houston, Texas
They're gettin' their self together with the funky soul
In Mobile, Alabama, they gettin' that funky soul
Raise up,
in Houston, Texas
They're gettin' their self together with the funky soul
In Mobile, Alabama, they gettin' that funky soul
Raise up, get yourself
me away
Mobile blues baby, I can't make it
Got me down Lord, I can't take it
Here in Alabama one more day
I called a friend in Frisco
He said
Ray-Ray broke ass no mo'
Work it (mo')
Juke it (mo')
Pump it (mo')
Chi-town (mo')
Let's go (mo')
My name is Ella-May from Mobile, Alabama
And I
In the heat of the day, down in Mobile, Alabama
Workin' on the railroad with a steel drivin' hammer
Tryin' to get some money, get some brand new
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