Alabam

歌詞

Well I went to a turkey roast down the street The people down there eat like wild geese; I'm on my way, I'm goin' back to Alabam'. Talk about yer people have a whale of a time Eatin' up chicken' and drinkin' their wine; I'm on my way, I'm goin' back to Alabam'. Now some folks say a tramp won't steal But I caught three in my corn field; I'm on my way, I'm goin' back to Alabam'. One had a bushel and the other had a peck One had a roast'n' ear tied round his neck; I'm on my way, I'm goin back to Alabam'. There comes Sal walkin' down the street With run down shoes tied to her feet; Good Mornin', honey, stand over there, baby Get over there, now. Hello Sal, I know you With a run down slipper and a tore up shoe; I'm on my way, I'm goin' back to Alabam'. When I get ready to leave this earth I'm gonna look on my money's worth; I'm on my way, I'm goin' back to Alabam'. I'm goin back to Alabam'!