Letra da música "Alabam"
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 going back to Alabam
Talk about your people have a whale of a time
Eating up chicken and drinking their wine
I'm on my way I'm going back to Alabam
Now some folks say that a tramp won't steal
But I caught three in my corn field
I'm on my way I'm going back to Alabam
One had a bushel and the other had a peck
One had a roasting ear tied around his neck
I'm on my way I'm going back to Alabam
There comes Sal walking down the street
With a run down shoes tied on her feet
Good Morning 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 going back to Alabam
When I get ready to leave this earth
I'm gonna look back on my money's worth
I'm on my way I'm going back to Alabam
I'm going back to Alabam
compositores da letra: Lloyd Copas
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