Alabam |
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Lyrics: Well I went to a turkey roast down the street And the people down there eatin' like wild geese I'm on my way, I'm goin' back, to Alabam Talk about the people havin' a whale of a time Eatin' up the chicken and a-drinkin' up wine I'm on my way, I'm goin' back, to Alabam Some folks say that 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 'n one had a peck One had a roastin' ear tied around his neck I'm on my way, I'm goin' back, to Alabam Now there comes Sal walkin' down the street With her run down shoes tied on her feet I'm on my way, I'm goin' back, to Alabam Well hello Sal, don't I know you With your 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 back to my money's worth I'm on my way, I'm goin' back, to Alabam |
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