I went to a Turkey roast down the streetThe people down there are
eatin' like wild geeseSo I'm on my way I'm
goin' back in AlabamWell you talk about your people
havin' a lot of timeEating up their chickens and
drinkin' their wineI'm on my way I'm goin'
back to AlabamNow some folks say that a tramp won't
stealBut I cought three in my corn fieldAnd I'm on my way
I'm goin' back to AlabamWell one had a bushel and one
had a peckAnd one had a roaster near tied around his
neckI'm on my way I'm goin' back to Alabam[
guitar ]Well there comes Sal walkin' down the streetWith
the run down shoes tied on her feetI'm on my way I'm
goin' back to AlabamWhen I get ready to leave this
earthI'm going back to my money's worthI'm on my
way I'm goin' back to Alabam[ piano - guitar ]
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