Big wheels keep on turning
carry me home to see my kin
singing songs about the southland,
I miss Alabama once again and I think it's a sin, yes!
I heard Mister Young sing about her
I heard ole Neil put her down
I hope Neil 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 home to you.
In Birmingham they love the Government, ooh hoo hoo
Now we all did what we could do
Now watergate does not bother me
does your conscience bother you, tell the truth.
Sweet home Alabama, where the skies are so blue,
Sweet home Alabama, lord, I'm coming home to you.
You're gonna be down from here
get along is just fine
be in southern is still mine
Sweet home Alabama, where the skies are so blue,
Sweet home Alabama, Lord, I'm coming home to you.
(repeat until end)
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