Alabama - Cross Canadian Ragweed

She'd rather wear a pair of cut-off jeans Than a fancy evenin' dress And with her windows rolled down And her hair blown all around She's a hot southern mess She'll take a beer over white wine A campfire over candlelight And when it comes to love Oh, her idea of a romantic night Is listenin' to old Alabama, drivin' through Tennessee A little dixieland delight at the right time of the night And she can't keep her hands off of me And now we're rollin' down an old back road I got the steering wheel in one hand We'll find a hideaway where she and I can play In mother nature's band Now we're listenin' to old Alabama Parked somewhere in Tennessee A little dixieland delight and it feels so right And it's love in the first degree Forget about Sinatra or Coltrane Or some ol' righteous brothers song Even Barry White ain't gonna work tonight If you really wanna turn her on Play some back home, come on music That comes from the heart Play something with lots of feeling 'Cause that's where music has to start Now we're listenin' to old Alabama And we're drivin' through Tennessee A little dixieland delight and it feels so right And it's love in the first degree Yeah, you know we're listenin' to old Alabama (old Alabama) Drivin' through Tennessee (Tennessee) A little why lady, why, at the right time of the night Oh, and she can't keep her hands off of me, me, me Oh, play me some old Alabama Oh, play me some old Alabama Won't you play me some old Alabama? Oh, play Yee-haw So the one you loved just left you for another And you're down Or you lost your job and you need a drink You look around and start to think That no one understands what you been through

Drinkin' was forbidden in my Christian country home I learned to play the flattop on them good ol' Gospel songs And 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, I 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 U.S.A I've 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 you and let you know when it's good Oh I'll speak my Southern English 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

Let's roll the windows down, turn the radio up Let the wind blow through our hair Love is reckless, lets get reckless tonight There ain't nothing out here but a big ol' Texas sky There's a red sun painted across the pond tonight Well your daddy's got plans for you And mine thinks I'm at school They say it's reckless to chase a dream But this town's got nothing for you and me Let's roll the windows down, turn the radio up Let the wind blow through our hair There's a moon tonight and a road outside Baby, we're gettin' out of here I could care less where it leads us Love is reckless, let's get reckless tonight Let's take my Thunderbird and leave tonight I'll keep the pedal to the floor until we see morning light They can't live our lives for us If we let 'em we'll lose our love And love dies hard in this Texas sun I'd rather be reckless and on the run Let's roll the windows down, turn the radio up Let the wind blow through our hair There's a moon tonight and a road outside Baby, we're gettin' out of here I could care less where it leads us Love is reckless, let's get reckless tonight When you're crazy in love, you gotta take a chance Burn the bridge and don't look back Turn the radio up, roll the windows down Let the wind blow through our hair There's a moon tonight and a road outside Baby, we're gettin' out of here Roll the windows down Turn the radio up Love is reckless Let's get reckless Let's get reckless

How was I supposed to know you was a heartbreaker I didn't know, I couldn't know Now I'm laying on this killing floor and I wanna die Listen How I was supposed to know Was it by your sweet face or your eyes Oh, Lord How was I supposed to know you gimme my heart aching Mama couldn't tell me about the feeling And all them love sick songs Well, they got true meaning Oh why, why did you have to slice me wide, babe How was I supposed to know you gimme my first heart aching How was I supposed to know you was a heartbreaker Oh, I didn't know, I didn't know Now I'm on this killing floor and I wanna die Who ever said that we two were never meant I'll tell you how I know you're wrong, I'd fight you all I know the way things are, I'd fight the planets Why, why did you have to slice so wide, baby How was I supposed to know you was a heartbreaker Oh, how was I supposed to know you was a heartbreaker Oh, oh, I didn't know, I didn't know Why you gotta go and kill me so that I wanna die Oh, "I wanted to grow old with you'" you told me so But then you go How was I supposed to know

Whiskey river take my mind Don't let her mem'ry torture me Whiskey river don't run dry Yeah, you're hurt, so I got to carry me Whiskey river take my mind Don't let her mem'ry torture me Whiskey river don't run dry Yeah, you're hurt, so I got to carry me I'm drowning in a whiskey river Bathing my mem'ry in the wetness of my soul Feeling the amber current flowin' from my mind And warm an empty heart you left so cold Whiskey river take my mind Don't let her mem'ry torture me Whiskey river don't run dry Yeah, you're hurt, so I got to carry me I'm drowning in a whiskey river Bathing my mem'ry in the wetness of my soul Feeling the amber current flowin' from my mind And warm an empty heart you left so cold. Whiskey river take my mind Don't let her mem'ry torture me Whiskey river don't run dry Yeah, you're hurt, so I got to carry me Whiskey river take my mind Don't let her mem'ry torture me Whiskey river don't run dry Yeah, you're hurt, so I got to carry me

December it's usually a little colder That's something that I'll learn as I get older People walkin' by staring at the ground Most of them walk on by some throw their paper down Mama's tambourine yellow submarine My daddy sings and then there's me Christmas, I guess it's gonna miss us For all that I know, it's just another day Can you spare the time for me and mine If you're down on your luck now's your turn to shine For daddy's guitar strings, me and Bobby McGee My mama sings, and then there's me Am I the only one, I wish I could ask someone Well I just stare at the sky, like there's nothing wrong As that December wind starts to get strong As I hum along to my people's song What is it good for, come you masters of war My people sing, mama's tambourine, daddy's guitar strings And then there's me, and then there's me

(Ya'll show Junior what you can do for) (The Boys from Oklahoma, OK?) Yeah, them boys from Oklahoma Roll their joints all wrong They're too damn skinny or way too long Well, I ain't no Holy Roller So I just use a bong Them boys from Oklahoma Roll their joints all wrong Well, them boys down there in Texas They got some damn fine weed 'Cause they smuggle it across the Rio They use that Mexican breed Well, that's explointin' cheap labor But hell, that's Texican's creed Them boys a-down in Texas Got some damn fine weed Well, them boys in Colorado They just as soon pan for gold The nights are too long And growing season's too cold They'd just as soon smoke a joint That Jason Boland had rolled At least that's what I've been told Yeah, them boys from Oklahoma Roll their joints all wrong They're too damn skinny or way too long Well, I ain't no Holy Roller So I just use a bong Them boys from Oklahoma Roll their joints all wrong Them faggots down in Norman They got a kinky streak Ain't allowed to roll their own Their Sooner wrists are too weak They just as soon (I'm sorry about that) (I just got to thinkin') (We're gonna have to do this song over again) (Because we might want to sell a CD in Norman) (You know?) (Well, we'll go ahead and do it for now, OK?) Well, them faggots down there in Norman They got a kinky streak Well, they ain't allowed to roll their own Their Sooner wrists are too weak They'll sure start to puffin' If you stick one in their beak Them faggots down in Norman Got a kinky streak Well, them boys in Louisiana They got trouble growin' their weed The alligators is mean And they eat up all the seeds But on a bayou night By the light of the full moon You can walk out And pick you a sack full of 'shrooms Yeah, them boys from Oklahoma Roll their joints all wrong They're too damn skinny or way too long Well, I ain't no Holy Roller So I just use a bong Them boys from Oklahoma Roll their joints all wrong (How's Stillwater, are you guys alright tonight?) (I want to you to show our good friend, Gene Collier) (That you know every word to the song) Well, them boys (from Oklahoma) (Roll their joints all wrong) (They're too damn skinny or way too long) (Well, I ain't no Holy Roller) (So I just use a bong) (Them boys from Oklahoma) (Roll their joints all wrong) Yeah, them boys from Oklahoma Roll their joints all wrong They're cheap, y'all ruinin' 'em All night long Mine looks like a pregnant dog But I'd just as soon use a bong Well, them boys from Oklahoma Roll their joints all wrong

Well it sure didn't take too long I woke up this morning she was gone And the note that she wrote Didn't say Dear John, just goodbye sucker I'm gone She was a homegrown mountain girl Raised in a different world I was a wanna be rocker She was more into Merle Couldn't see it just wouldn't work And now I'm double fisting long necks, grapefruit and Stoli Never getting over Joely Well I poured myself in my car I drove it on down to the bar But they wouldn't let me in Cause I ain't a movie star So I went to the Horse Shoe on Lamar The bouncer threw me out there too And I didn't know what to do So I picked up the phone And I called dear Sue But the call block wouldn't let me through And now I'm wishing for some drugs or a shrink to console me But I'm never getting over Joely Well I gathered up all my guns And a pipe bomb just for fun And I drove to her house and parked on the lawn That's right I always was a crazy one. Well her boyfriend was sure nice to me Said calm down would you like a drink And then I shot him full of holes From his nose to his knees And I polished off her little sweet pea And I'm crying on me knees feeling dirty and unholy But I'm never getting over Joely Now I'll probably get life and serve at least forty, But I'm never getting over Joely

I believe in karma, I believe in soul I believe in heaven, I believe in rock and roll I believe in wrestlin', I believe in sleep I know I ought to quit now, I believe I'm in too deep I believe in gangster rap, gays, and geeks, and ghosts I believe that we doubt up all the things that we hate the most I believe that we all learn to love before we get through I believe in letting people do what people do I believe in everything (I Believe You) Yes I do I believe in everything I believe in everything, everyone, everybody hey, hey, hey (I Believe You) Tell me what you want... I believe you I believe that all my friends Really are my friends I believe that Jesus Christ Died for all of my sins I know that the devil gets Exactly what he's due I believe in the truckers I believe in my girlfriend too People I believe in everything (I Believe You) Yes I do I believe in everything I believe in everything, everyone, everybody hey, hey, hey (I Believe You) Tell me what you want... I believe you I believe in people White and black and blue I believe in people That believe the same way I do, because Because I know that some day Love is going to shine its own way through I believe in letting people Do what people do I believe in everything (I Believe You) Yes I do I believe in everything I believe in everything, everyone, everybody hey, hey, hey (I Believe You) Tell me what you want... I believe it

Good mornin' California How long has it been? I know your sky could help me fly Out of this shape I'm in I polished off another bottle Some old cheap red wine I'll turn it all back into water for you baby Just to hold you one more time Too far gone Too far gone Been so long since I've been back home I'm too far gone Hey baby what you wearin'? Damn that sure sounds fine I know I just catch myself starin' Staring 'til I went blind 'Cause you treat me like I'm your someone Even when no one's around I'd drop everything I was holdin' To pick up what you're puttin' down Too far gone Too far gone I can't explain, it would take too long I'm too far gone I know it's been crazy I know what you're going through Let me tell you sweet baby That I'll walk right through with you You're always there besides me Whether I'm right or wrong I know in here without you here I'm too far gone Too far gone Too far gone 'Til I sing a brand new song I'm too far gone Too far gone Too far gone I know I could go on and on I'm too far gone