Lyrics:
musique Rhodésienne
Tu vois black poule y a de la casse à Dallas
Atlanta, Pretoria, Birmingham, Alabama
Ca manque beaucoup d'amour à Johannesbourg,
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
pawned all my clothes
Whoa Black Betty, bambalam
Whoa Black Betty, bambalam
She's from Birmingham, bambalam
Way down in Alabama, bambalam
The way
and I climbed inside
Big blue eyes said, "Hey, boy, don't you want a ride?"
I said, "To Birmingham, Alabama
Or to Nashville, Tennessee will do just
blue eyes said hey boy don't you want a ride?
I said to birmingham, alabama,
Or to nashville tennessee will do just fine with me.
Don't you know what I
"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.
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
Sweet home Alabama
Lord, I'm comin' home to you
In Birmingham, they love the governor (boo-hoo-hoo)
Now we all did what we could do
Now Watergate does
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
trouble that turned into a struggle, halfway across Alabama
And that 'Hound broke down and left me all stranded in Downtown Birmingham
Right away I
Southbound 65, in a sweet home state of mind
Halfway to Birmingham, goin' back where it all began
Red brick house, denim blue jeans
A picket
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 (boo, boo, boo)
Now we all
the good old pals I left behind.
My home is way down in Alabam'
On a plantation near Birmingham,
And one thing's certain,
I'm surely flirtin'
With
the good old pals I left behind.
My home is way down in Alabam'
On a plantation near Birmingham,
And one thing's certain,
I'm surely flirtin'
With
together
And drive that funky soul
Los Angeles, raise up, get yourself together
And drive that funky soul
Birmingham, raise up get yourself together
get yourself together
And drive that funky soul
Los Angeles, raise up, get yourself together
And drive that funky soul
Birmingham, raise up get
and crisp for gone
Moved in to Alabama
In a purple Firebird
Looking for some love
Looking for the words to write a song
As cheap as gas is here
I will
what we gettin' into (to)
When ties 'bout to cut it closer than a Ginsu ('su)
Roll through Atlanta, Birmingham, Alabama ('bama)
Jacksonville
We were driving to Birmingham,
Alabama and my buddy Keith was driving the truck
And this lady about ran us off the road in a cadillac.
She just kinda
and the fourth
It was me Big Dog and the eight guard posse
Havin fun and you just can't stop me
I did a show in Birmingham, Alabama
Then caught a plane in
At Birmingham
'Cause there's another chance
And a someday soon
Shining like the Alabama moon
She's looking for the promised land
Out beyond the lights
Goin' back to Birmingham
Way down in Alabama
Goin' back to Birmingham
Way down in Alabama
Gonna do some boppin'
In that rock and rollin' town
Wilson
and the one and only Birmingham Spirituals
of Birmingham, Alabama,
and we'd just like to say
to all of those inaudible people out there.
It doesn't
the committee, deleted in Birmingham
Opioid Montgomery, where facts don't count
Take me to Atlanta because Alabama wants us out - we're banned
The truth can set
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