| Goin' back to bama, gonna take it nice and slow
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| Goin' back to bama, wanna see some? |
| roads
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| Take it easy Alabama and I watch my babies grow
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| Goin back
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| Alabama
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| Yeah I’m comin' home to my shepards lair and I’m a ride along
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| I’m coming round, to this old bridge and this small town
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| and I’m a cross this river bed, and bring every body I know
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| and I’m a show them the best side of this rebel flag that people hold
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| My cousin told me don’t forget where you come from
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| Every boy I want I promise, how could I run from
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| What become so strong, a part of my childhood, where nothing could cheer me up
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| like the thought of home and the wild woods.
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| I hold up the name, cause we been through it all,
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| I’m not afraid of change when Daddy said he’d do it all.
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| I just shook his hand well maybe you’re wrong, cause I found the whole world
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| when I found my song in Alabama
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| Goin' back to bama, gonna take it nice and slow
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| Goin' back to bama, wanna see some? |
| roads
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| Take it easy Alabama and I watch my babies grow
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| Yes sir, I’m going to back bama with a bit of that jack,
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| shotgun rested on the gun rack give me 20 bucks and a six shot and I come back
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| with a mobile and a 6 pack.
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| Catfish billy got a piece of that pie, pie tell me do you want some of that?
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| Take my hand Dixie land, if you wanna rise, then I will stand.
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| Hold my hand Dixie land I know your drive, I understand. |