Lyrics:
channel she set forth
Roll Alabama roll
To destroy the commerce of the north
Oh roll Alabama roll
Roll Alabama roll
A shot from the forward pivot that
I grew up in North Alabama, back in the 1970's,
When dinosaurs still roamed the earth Speaking
Of course of the Three Great Alabama Icons
George
Igrew up in north alabama back in the 1970s
When dinosaurs still roamed the earth.
Speaking, of course, of the three great alabama icons:
George
Meanwhile in North Alabama, Wilson Pickett comes to town
To record that sweet soul music, to get that Muscle Shoals sound
Meanwhile in North Alabama
where I was born and this is where I'll die
It's all about the south
Georgia, Alabama, Mississippi, Louisiana, Carolina
Don't you wanna get down
where I was born and this is where I'll die
It's all about the south
Georgia, Alabama, Mississippi, Louisiana, Carolina
Don't you wanna get down
guilty well the American North was you
Well Alabama bound)
account
But there's a girl
At the hole in the wall where he plays
Don't take her eyes off the stage
She loves his southern drawl from north
at the local garage
She drives a Ford 150 - he's fixing up his Dodge
We fight the wars, we run the stores, we accept our lowly fate
Our jeans are worn and our
at the local garage
She drives a Ford 150 he's fixing up his Dodge
We fight the wars we run the stores we accept our lowly fate
Our jeans are worn our hands are
Adam and Rose were barely 19
A whole road ahead, a life unfolding
Trying to figure out the quickest way out
Of this one horse north Alabama town
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
You
I can see her on that sliver sand
Dancing to the local band
With the big red sun sinking down
She's the show attracting the crowd
Hey
Well, I fell
North Memphis, South Memphis, Westwood, Orange Mound
North Memphis, South Memphis, Westwood, Orange Mound
North Memphis, South Memphis, Westwood,
and she married way, way down
In Alabama where they love Nick Saban
Tryna write a song the local country station'll play
Hey, I'm just tryna stay out
You ain't big unless you're big in Alabama
Don't know who you are unless you made it in Wichita
Gotta get back to Kansas
Or at least southern
to Nashville, welcome to Nashville
Welcome to Nashville, Nashville, Tennessee
Now Texas, Oklahoma, Kansas, North Dakota
Alabama, Mississippi, Carolina,
Alabama pines
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
If we pass through on a Sunday
Better make a stop at Wayne's
It's the only open liquor store north
Alabama pines
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
If we pass through on a Sunday
Better make a stop at Wayne's
It's the only open liquor store north
quite like home
My southern blood runs deep and true, oh yeah
I've had good times North of the line
I've got a lot of good friends too
But if it ain't
magazine
And drive north up the Pacific
Coast Highway in a black limousine van
Heading for a secluded cove in
Malibu called El Matador Beach
Opposite the sea
where I'll die.
Yeah this is where I was born and this is where I will die.
It's all about the south, Georgia, Alabama, Mississippi, Louisiana,
cheffin' like I'm Boyar-
Dee, probably selling D in your local courtyard
Braids like I'm O-Dog, my la familia go hard
Down to my inlaws, they outlaws with
the locals don't trust us
But they are just locals, and locals are rude
The drifter knows more though his expression is crude
And I'm a little bit of both
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