Lyrics Sweet Home Alabama - Amplified Jazzmen

Sweet Home Alabama

Big wheels keep on turnin'
Carry me home to see my kin
Singin' songs about the Southland
I miss Alabamy once again and I think it’s a sin
Well I heard Mister Young sing about her
Well, I heard ol' Neil put her down
Well, 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 comin' home to you
Birmingham, they love the governor, (boo! boo! boo!)
Now we all did what we could do
Now Watergate does not bother me
Does your conscience bother you?
Now, tell the truth
Sweet home Alabama
Where the skies are so blue
Sweet home Alabama
Lord, I’m comin' home to you
Now, Muscle Shoals has got the Swampers
And they’ve been known to pick a song or two
Lord, they get me off so much
They pick me up when I’m feelin' blue, now, how 'bout you?
Sweet home Alabama
Where the skies are so blue
Sweet home Alabama
Lord, I’m comin' home to you
Sweet home Alabama (Whoa, sweet home)
Where the skies are so blue (Where the love is true)
Sweet home Alabama
Lord, I’m comin' home to you