Alabama Album

It’ll creep up on you like a kudzu vine
Even miles above the Mason-Dixon line
‘Til one day you’re craving hominy grits
And scanning the jukebox for George Jones hits
Drinkin’ Jack Black tryin’ to kick back
'til the condo’s looking like a shotgun shack
you’ll be one of us no matter where you’re at
When it all goes south

When it all goes south
You’ll be drivin’ around on a John Deere tractor
When it all goes south
Wearing baseball caps but they won’t be backwards
When it all goes south
It really don’t matter what state you’re in
Someday the south’s gonna rise again

There’s a Wall Street wonderboy
Sittin’ up north
Throwing darts like a monkey at a stock report
Got two homes, car loans, in debt
And his third divorce ain’t even final yet
Traded his MBA for a SUV
on a backwoods road in Tennessee
Cause Manhattan ain’t the place to be
When it all goes south

When it all goes south
With the live oak trees and the sweet magnolias
When it all goes south
Eatin’ moon pies , drinking RC colas
When it all goes south
It really don’t matter what state you’re in
One day the south’s gonna rise again

Vicksburg, Birmingham, Natchez and Savannah, Panama City
Y’all sure look pretty in the sunshine
Getting’ dixiefried
Get yourself some rebel pride

When it all goes south
Where the fog’s as thick as Mississippi mud
When it all goes south
You’ll be singing the blues ‘cause it’s in your blood
It really don’t matter what state you’re in
Someday the south’s gonna rise again
When it all goes south

I once thought of love as a prison
A place I didn't want to be
So long ago I made a decision
To be footloose and fancy free
But you came and I was so tempted
To gamble on love just one time
I never thought that I would get caught
It seemed like a perfect crime

Baby, you left me defenseless
I've only got one plea
Lock me away inside of your love
And throw away the key
I'm guilty of love in the first degree

I thought it would be so simple
Like a thousand times before
I take what I wanted and just walk away
But I never made it to the door
Now babe I'm not begging for mercy
Go ahead and throw the book at me
If loving you's a crime
I know that I'm as guilty as a man can be

Baby, you left me defenseless
I've only got one plea
Lock me away inside of your love
And throw away the key
I'm guilty of love in the first degree
(Love in the first degree) Oh yeah, oh yeah

Baby, you left me defenseless
I've only got one plea
Lock me away inside of your love
And throw away the key
I'm guilty of love in the first degree

Love in the first degree oh yea
Love in the first degree
Love in the first degree oh yea
Love in the first degree
Love in the first degree
Love in the first degree

(Mark Gray/James P. Pennington)

The closer you get, the further I fall
I'll be over the edge now in no time at all
I'm fallin' faster and faster and faster with no time to stall
The closer you get, the further I fall

The things that you say to me
The look on your face
Brings out the man in me
Do I see a trace in your eyes of love

The closer you get, the further I fall
I'll be over the edge now in no time at all
I'm fallin' faster and faster and faster with no time to stall
The closer you get, the further I fall

Could I be dreamin'
Is this really real
'Cause there's something magic
The way that I feel in your arms tonight

The closer you get, the further I fall
I'll be over the edge now in no time at all
I'm fallin' faster and faster and faster with no time to stall
The closer you get, the further I fall

Keep fallin', oh, yeah, yeah, keep fallin', mm, fallin', oh, yeah, yeah, I'm fallin'

Yes, I'm fallin' (Yes, I'm fallin' Yes, I'm fallin')
Yes, I'm fallin' (Yes, I'm fallin' Yes, I'm fallin')
Yes, we're fallin' (Yes, we're fallin' Yes, we're fallin')

The closer you get, the further I fall
I'll be over the edge now in no time at all
I'm fallin' faster and faster and faster with no time to stall
The closer you get, the further I fall

The closer you get, the further I fall
I'll be over the edge now in no time at all
I'm fallin' faster and faster and faster with no time to stall
The closer you get, the further I fall

(Roger Murrah/Scott Anders)

We didn't know that times were lean
Around our home the grass was green
It didn't seem like things were all that bad
I bet we walked a thousand miles
Choppin' cotton and pushin' plows
And learnin' how to give it all we had

As life went on and years went by
I saw the light in daddy's eyes
And felt the love in mama's hands
They kept us warm and kept us fed
Taught us how to look ahead
Now lookin' back, I understand

We were walkin' in high cotton
Old times there are not forgotten
Those fertile fields are never far away
We were walkin' in high cotton
Old times there are not forgotten
Leavin' home was the hardest thing we ever faced

When Sunday mornings rolled around
We dressed up in hand-me-downs
Just in time, together with the church
Sometimes I think how long it's been
And how it impressed me then
It was the only day my daddy wouldn't work

We were walkin' in high cotton
Old times there are not forgotten
Those fertile fields are never far away
We were walkin' in high cotton
Old times there are not forgotten
Leavin' home was the hardest thing we ever faced

We were walkin' in high cotton
Old times there are not forgotten
Those fertile fields are never far away
We were walkin' in high cotton
Old times there are not forgotten
Leavin' home was the hardest thing we ever faced

We were walkin' in high cotton
Old times there are not forgotten
Those fertile fields are never far away
We were walkin' in high cotton
Old times there are not forgotten
Leavin' home was the hardest thing we ever faced

We were walkin' in high cotton

I thought that you could fly
I thought that you had wings
I guess that I believed
You'd never say goodbye
But my world stopped turnin' 'round
The stars turned upside down
It knocked me to the ground on my knees

Now there's a sad lookin' moon
Shinin' down on me
There's a sad lookin' sky
As far as I can see
I always believed
And I thought the stars could see
But there's a sad lookin' moon
Shinin' down on me

I shared with you my dreams
I gave you everything
I opened up my heart
And I gave you my ring
Well I spent days and nights
Just thinkin' about the time
When you would be mine all my life

Now there's a sad lookin' moon
Shinin' down on me
There's a sad lookin' sky
As far as I can see
I always believed
And I thought the stars could see
But there's a sad lookin' moon
Shinin' down on me

There's a sad lookin' moon
A sad lookin' moon
There's a sad lookin' moon
Shinin' down on me

Wisper to me softly, breathe words upon my skin.
No one's near and listening, so please, don't say goodbye.
Just hold me close and love me, press your lips to mine.
Mmmm, Mmmm, Mmmm, feels so right.
Feels so right.

Lying here beside you, I hear the echos of your sighs.
Promise me you'll stay with me and keep me warm tonight.
So hold me close and love me, give my heart a smile.
Mmmm, Mmmm, Mmmm, feels so right.
Feels so right.

Your body feels so gentle, and my passion's rising high.
You're lovin' me so easy, your wish is my command.
Just hold me close and love me, tell me it won't end.
Mmmm, Mmmm, Mmmm, feels so right.

Feels so right.
Feels so right.

(Randy Owen)

It's her first night on the town since she was just eighteen
A lady down on love and out of hope and dreams
The ties that once bound her now are broke away
And she's like a baby, just learning how to play

She never thought that love could ever end so soon
Her mind drifts back in time to a mid-summer moon
When he asked her to marry and she glady said O.K
And a woman came to be from the girl of yesterday

Now she's a lady down on love
She needs somebody to gentley pick her up
She's got her freedom, but she'd rather be bound
To a man who would love her and never let her down

Well, I know a lady that's down on her love
'Cause I used to hold her and have that special touch
But work took me a way from home late at nights
And I wasn't there when she turned out the lights
Then both of us got lonely and I gave into lust
And she just couldn't live with a man she couldn't trust

Now she's a lady down on love
She needs somebody to gently pick her up
She's got her freedom, but she'd rather be bound
To man who would love her and never let her down
Now she's a lady down on love

Just off of the beaten path
A little dot on a state road map
That's where I was born & where I'll die
Things move at a slower pace
Nobody's in a rat race
And these days that's a special way to fly

Down home where they know you by name and treat you like family
Down home a man's good word and a handshake are all you need
Folks know if they're fallin on hard times they can fall back on
Those of us raised up down home

In the corner of a hardware store
Gathered round a checker board
Old men telling lies & crowning kings
Kids drivin round the old town square
Tops rolled down in the cool nite air
Go & see what's shakin at the Dairy Queen

Down home where they know you by name and treat you like family
Down home a man's good word and a handshake are all you need
Folks know if they're fallin on hard times they can fall back on
Those of us raised up down home

When I was a boy I couldn't wait to leave this place
But now I wanna see my children raised

Down home
Down home
Folks know if they're fallin on hard times they can fall back on
Those of us raised up down home

Where they know you by name and treat you like family
Down Home a man's good word & a handshake are all you need
Folks know if they're fallin on hard times they can fall back on
Those of us raised up down home
Down home

Way down home
Down home
Down home
Way down home
Down home

By now in New York City.
There's snow on the ground.
And out in California.
The sunshines' falling down.
And maybe down in Memphis, Graceland's all in lights.
And in Atlanta, Georgia, there's peace on earth tonight.

Christmas in Dixie, its snowing in the pines.
Merry Christmas from Dixie to everyone tonight.

Its windy in Chicago.
The kids are out of school.
There's magic in Motown.
The city's on the move.
In Jackson, Mississippi to Charlotte, Caroline.
And all across the Nation, its a peaceful Christmas time.

Christmas in Dixie, its snowing in the pines.
Merry Christmas from Dixie, to everyone tonight.
And from Fort Payne, Alabama..Merry Christmas tonight.

Life ain't all that easy I can testify to that
It's been up and down and round and round to get to where I'm at
If you could see how I'm living in this old car I drive
Well you'd probably wonder and even ponder why I even wanna stay alive

So give me one more shot I'll give it all I've got
Let me open my eyes to a new sunrise I pray
Give me one more chance I'll learn to dance the dance
Well I'm satisfied just being alive give me one more day

Well I could complain about taxes or the weather we're having today
Go on and on about things that are wrong from New York to L.A.
Well that's just not my nature to sit around feeling sad
We're only here for awhile so why not smile hey living ain't all that bad

So give me one more shot I'll give it all I've got
Let me open my eyes to a new sunrise I pray
Give me one more chance I'll learn to dance the dance
Well I'm satisfied just being alive give me one more day

When I look around there's lots of folks worse off than me
So I just thank the good Lord and ask him please

So give me one more shot I'll give it all I've got
Let me open my eyes to a new sunrise I pray
Give me one more chance I'll learn to dance the dance
Well I'm satisfied just being alive give me one more day

Well I'm satisfied just being alive give me one more day

Give me one more shot I'll give it all I've got
Give me one more day
Show me the way and give me one more day
Give me one more shot

(Dave Loggins)

Roll On

Roll on highway, roll on along
Roll on daddy till you get back home
Roll on family, roll on crew
Roll on momma like I asked you to do
And roll on eighteen-wheeler roll on (roll on)

Well it's Monday morning, he's kissin' momma goodbye
He's up and gone with the sun
Daddy drives an eighteen-wheeler
And he's off on a midwest run
As three sad faces gather 'round momma
They ask her when daddy's comin' home
Daddy drives an eighteen-wheeler
And they sure miss him when he's gone (yeah they do)

Ah, but he calls them every night and he tells them that he loves them
He taught them this song to sing

Roll on highway, roll on along
Roll on daddy till you get back home
Roll on family, roll on crew
Roll on momma like I asked you to do
And roll on eighteen-wheeler, roll on (roll on)

Well it's Wednesday evening, momma's waitin' by the phone
It rings but it's not his voice
Seems the highway patrol has found a jack-knifed rig
In a snow bank in Illinois

But the driver was missin' and the search had been abandoned
For the weather had everything stalled
And they had checked all the houses and the local motels
When they had some more news they'd call
And she told them when they found him to tell him that she loved him
And she hung up the phone singin'

Roll on highway, roll on along
Roll on daddy till you get back home
Roll on family, roll on crew
Roll on momma like I asked you to do
And roll on eighteen-wheeler roll on

Momma and the children will be waiting up all night long
Thinkin' nothing but the worst is comin'
With the ringin' of the telephone
Oh, but the man upstairs was listening
When momma asked him to bring daddy home
And when the call came in it was daddy on the other end
Askin' her if she had been singin' the song, singin'

Roll on highway, roll on along
Roll on daddy till you get back home
Roll on family, roll on crew
Roll on momma like I asked you to do
And roll on eighteen-wheeler

Roll on highway, roll on along
Roll on daddy till you get back home
Roll on family, roll on crew
Roll on momma like I asked you to do
And roll on eighteen-wheeler, roll on (roll on)

Eighteen-wheeler
Eighteen-wheeler
Eighteen-wheeler
Eighteen-wheeler
Roll on
Roll on
Roll on
Roll on

(Bob McDill)

Song, song of the south
Sweet potato pie and I shut my mouth
Gone, gone with the wind
There ain't nobody looking back again

Cotton on the roadside, cotton in the ditch
We all picked the cotton but we never got rich
Daddy was a veteran, a southern democrat
They oughta get a rich man to vote like that

Sing it...

Song, song of the south
Sweet potato pie and I shut my mouth
Gone, gone with the wind
There ain't nobody looking back again

Well somebody told us Wall Street fell
But we were so poor that we couldn't tell
Cotton was short and the weeds were tall
But Mr. Roosevelt's a gonna save us all

Well momma got sick and daddy got down
The county got the farm and they moved to town
Pappa got a job with the TVA
He bought a washing machine and then a Chevrolet

Sing it...

Song, song of the south
Sweet potato pie and I shut my mouth
Gone, gone with the wind
There ain't nobody looking back again

Play it...

Sing it...

Song, song of the south
Sweet potato pie and I shut my mouth
Gone, gone with the wind
There ain't nobody looking back again

Song, song of the south...

Gone, gone with the wind...

Song, song of the south.
Sweet potato pie and I shut my mouth.
Song, song of the south.
Sweet potato pie and I shut my mouth.

Sing it...

Song, song of the south
Sweet potato pie and I shut my mouth
Gone, gone with the wind
There ain't nobody looking back again

Song, song of the south
Sweet potato pie and I shut my mouth
Gone, gone with the wind
There ain't nobody looking back again

Before we ever made the headlines
Or toured the concert halls
We survived our share of bar rooms
Stared at many motel walls.

The years in Carolina
And all the one night stands
What kept the fires a burnin'
Back then, was you the fans.

We two stepped out to Texas
Round and round the dance hall floors
Played the fair in Minnesota, mm
I wish we could've played one more.

We hope you remember
We're just the boys in the band
And what keeps the fires a burnin'
Is always, you the fans.

(la da da, da da, la da)

I wish this night could last forever
Ah, but the show must go on
And we'll take home the memories
And we'll leave you with our songs.

It's been good to see ya'll
Can we come back again? and again, and again
What keeps the fires a burnin'
In us, is you the fans.

As long as you remember, the boys in the band
We'll keep the fires a burnin'
For all of You
Our fans...

I'm in a hurry to get things done
Oh I rush and rush until life's no fun
All I really gotta do is live and die
But I'm in a hurry and don't know why

Don't know why I have to drive so fast
My car has nothing to prove
It's not new
But it'll do zero to sixty in five point two

I'm in a hurry to get things done
Oh I rush and rush until life's no fun
All I really gotta do is live and die
But I'm in a hurry and don't know why

Can't be late, I leave in plenty of time
Shakin' hands with the clock
I can't stop
I'm on a roll and I'm ready to rock

I'm in a hurry to get things done
Oh I rush and rush until life's no fun
All I really gotta do is live and die
But I'm in a hurry and don't know why

Oh, I hear a voice
That says I'm running behind
Better pick up my pace
It's a race and there ain't no room for someone in second place

I'm in a hurry to get things done
Oh I rush and rush until life's no fun
All I really gotta do is live and die
But I'm in a hurry and don't know why

I was born across the river
In the mountains where I call home.
Lord, times were good there.
Don't know why I ever roamed

Oh, Tennessee River and a mountain man,
We get together anytime we can.
Oh, Tennessee River and a mountain man,
We play together in Mother Nature's band.

Me and my woman's done made our plans
On the Tennessee River, walkin' hand in hand
Gonna raise a famly, Lord, settle down
Where peace and love can still be found.

Oh, Tennessee River and a mountain man,
We get together anytime we can.
Oh, Tennessee River and a mountain man,
We play together in Mother Nature's band.

I saw you star-ing at each other
I saw your eyes be-gin to glow
And I could tell you once were lov-er's
You ain't hidding nothing I don't know

There's an old flame, burning in your eyes
That tears can't drown, and make-up can't disguise
That old flame may not be stronger, but it's been burning longer
Than any spark I might have, started in your eyes

You said it ended when he left you
You say your love for him is gone
But those old memories still up set you
For I might be a memory before to long

There's an old flame, burning in your eyes
That tears can't drown, and make-up can't disguise
That old flame may not be stronger, but it's been burning longer
Than any spark I might have, started in your eyes

Cause there's an old flame, burning in your eyes

(Ronnie Rogers)

Rollin' down a backwoods Tennessee by way
One arm on the wheel
Holdin' my lover with the other
A sweet, soft, Southern thrill

Worked hard all week, got a little jingle
On a Tennessee Saturday night
Couldn't feel better, I'm together
With my Dixieland Delight

Spend my dollar
Parked in a holler
'Neath the mountain moonlight
Hold her up tight
Make a little lovin'
A little turtle dovin'
On a Mason-Dixon night
Fits my life, oh so right
My Dixieland Delight

White tail buck deer munchin' on clover
Red tail hawk sittin' on a limb
A chubby old groundhog, croakin' bullfrog
Free as the feelin' in the wind

Home grown country girl gonna give me a whirl
On a Tennessee Saturday night
Lucky as a seven livin' in heaven
With my Dixieland Delight

Spend my dollar
Parked in a holler
'Neath the mountain moonlight
Hold her up tight
Make a little lovin'
A little turtle dovin'
On a Mason-Dixon night
Fits my life, oh so right
My Dixieland Delight
Spend my dollar
Parked in a holler
'Neath the mountain moonlight
Hold her up tight
Make a little lovin'
A little turtle dovin'
On a Mason-Dixon night
Fits my life, oh so right
My Dixieland Delight
Rollin' down a backwoods Tennessee by way
One arm on the wheel
Holdin' my lover with the other
A sweet, soft, Southern thrill

Worked hard all week, got a little jingle
On a Tennessee Saturday night
Couldn't feel better, I'm together
With my Dixieland Delight

Well the Magic Attic's where the music rolls
And the Army-Navy's got ol' Jackie Soul
Down on Peaches Corner there are Good Ol' Boys
And Mother Fletchers makin' lots of noise
They're dancin' shaggin' on the boulevard
Dancin' shaggin' on the boulevard

Well the Tams are playin' at the Port-O-Call
And the Drifters underneath the Boardwalk
At the Spanish Galleon and Ol' Fat Jacks
Jukebox playin' and the place is packed
You bet they're dancin' shaggin' on the boulevard
You know they're dancin' shaggin' on the boulevard

Got the top down and the traffic's slow
Sun Fun Week and we all go
Where the girls are sunnin' and a lookin' good
Well I never met 'em but I wish I could
And we'd go dancin' shaggin' on the boulevard
We'd go dancin' shaggin' on the boulevard

Well the Embers singin' up on Ocean Drive
And the Castaways are gettin' loud tonight
At the Electric Circus they all gettin' down
And the Carousel's spinnin' 'round and 'round
See them dancin' shaggin' on the boulevard
I see 'em dancin' shaggin' on the boulevard

Well I'm hangin out down at Sloppy Joes
They may doze but they never close
And the Bama Boys at the Bowery
They can't dance but they play for free
But they like dancin' shaggin' on the boulevard
They know dancin' shaggin' on the boulevard
They wrote dancin' shaggin' on the boulevard
Dancin' shaggin' on the boulevard
Dancin' shaggin' on the boulevard
Shaggin' on the boulevard
Dancin' shaggin' on the boulevard
Dancin' shaggin' on the boulevard

Oh, play me some mountain music
Like grandma and grandpa used to play
Then I'll float on down the river
To a Cajun hideaway

Drift away like Tom Sawyer
Ride a raft with ol' Huck Finn
Take a nap like Rip Van Winkle
Daze dreamin' again

Oh, play me some mountain music
Like grandma and grandpa used to play
Then I'll float on down the river
To a Cajun hideaway

Swim across the river
Just to prove that I'm a man
Spend the day bein' lazy
Just bein' nature's friend

Climb a long tall hick'ry
Bend it over, "skinnin' cats."
Playin' baseball with chert rocks
Usin' sawmill slabs for bats

Play some back-home, come-on music
That comes from the heart
Play something with lots of feelin'
'Cause that's where music has to start

Oh, play me some mountain music
Like grandma and grandpa used to play
Then I'll float on down the river
To a Cajun hideaway, hey hey

Oh play me mountain music
Oh play me mountain music
Oh play me mountain music
Oh play
Yeehaw

(Randy Owen/Teddy Gentry)

Drinkin' was forbidden in my Christian country home
I learned to play the flattop on them good ol' Gospel songs
Then I heard about the barrooms just across the Georgia line
Where a boy could make a livin' playin' guitar late at night

Had to learn about the ladies, too young to understand
Why the young girls fall in love with the boys in the band
When the boys turn to music, the girls just turn away
To some other guitar picker in some other late night place

Yeah, held on to my music, I let the ladies walk away
Took my songs and dreams to Nashville then I moved on to L.A.
Up to New York City all across the USA
I lost so much of me but there's enough of me to say that my

Home's in Alabama, no matter where I lay my head
My home's in Alabama, Southern born and Southern bred

What keeps me goin' I don't really know
Can't be the money Lord knows I'm always broke
Could it be the satisfaction of bein' understood
When the people really love ya and let you know when it's good

Oh I'll speak my Southern English just as natural as I please
I'm in the heart of Dixie, Dixie's in the heart of me
And someday when I make it, when love finds a way
Somewhere high on Lookout Mountain I'll just smile with pride and say that my

Home's in Alabama, no matter where I lay my head
My home's in Alabama, Southern born and Southern bred
Southern born and Southern bred
Southern born and Southern bred

And my home's in Alabama, no matter where I lay my head
My home's in Alabama, Southern born and Southern bred
Southern born and Southern bred
Southern born and Southern bred