Alabama

Oh Alabama

The devil fools with the best laid plan.

Swing low Alabama

You got spare change

You got to feel strange

And now the moment is all that it meant.

Alabama, you got the weight on your shoulders

That's breaking your back.

Your Cadillac has got a wheel in the ditch

And a wheel on the track

Oh Alabama

Banjos playing through the broken glass

Windows down in Alabama.

See the old folks tied in white ropes

Hear the banjo.

Don't it take you down home?

Alabama, you got the weight on your shoulders

That's breaking your back.

Your Cadillac has got a wheel in the ditch

And a wheel on the track

Oh Alabama.

Can I see you and shake your hand.

Make friends down in Alabama.

I'm from a new land

I come to you and see all this ruin

What are you doing Alabama?

You got the rest of the union to help you along

What's going wrong?