Alabama Lyrics
There's No Way
Song of the South
High Cotton
Roll On
Take Me Down
Mountain Music
Close Enough To Perfect
If You're Gonna Play In Texas (You Gotta Have A Fiddle In The Band)
I'm in a Hurry
Angels Among Us
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Alabama Lyrics
There's No Way Song of the South High Cotton Roll On Take Me Down Mountain Music Close Enough To Perfect If You're Gonna Play In Texas (You Gotta Have A Fiddle In The Band) I'm in a Hurry Angels Among Us More Alabama Lyrics Back to main page. Buy these Alabama albums from CDNow Feels So Right Mountain Music Closer You Get Roll On Forty Hour Week Greatest Hits Just Us Live Southern Star Greatest Hits 2 American Pride Gonna Have A Party - Live Cheap Seats Greatest Hits 3 In Pictures Super Hits Dancin' On The Boulavard For The Record As I lay by your side And hold you tonight I want you to understand This love that that I feel Is so right and so real I realize how lucky I am And do you ever wonder if my love is true There is something that I want to make clear with you Chorus: There's no way I could make it without you There's no way That I'd even try If I had to survive Without you in my life I know I wouldn't last a day Oh Baby, there's no way It means so much to me Whenever I see That 'wanting me' look in your eyes I don't know how I could do without Holding you close every night I've waited so long just to have you to hold Now that I've got you, I'll never let go Chorus I never knew what to do, what I was missin' Now you say forever, I find my heart is listenin' Yes, I'm listenin' Chorus Back to the top. There's No Way
Chorus: Song, song of the south Sweet potato pie and I shut my mouth Gone, gone with the wind There ain't nobody looking back again Cotton on the roadside, cotton in the ditch We all picked the cotton but we never got rich Daddy was a veteran, a southern democrat They oughta get a rich man to vote like that Sing it... Chorus Well somebody told us Wall Street fell But we were so poor that we couldn't tell Cotton was short and the weeds were tall But Mr. Roosevelt's a gonna save us all Well momma got sick and daddy got down The county got the farm and they moved to town Pappa got a job with the TBA He bought a washing machine and then a Chevrolet Sing it... Chorus Play it... Sing it... Chorus Song, song of the south... Gone, gone with the wind... Song, song of the south. Sweet potato pie and I shut my mouth. Song, song of the south. Sweet potato pie and I shut my mouth. Sing it... Chorus 2X Back to the top. Song of the South
We didn't know the times were lean Round our house the grass was green It didn't seem like things were all that bad I bet we walked a thousand miles Chopin' cotton and pushin' plows And learnin' how to give it all we had As life went on and years went by I saw the light in daddy's eyes And felt the love in mama's hands They kept us warm and kept us fed Taught us how to look ahead Now lookin' back I understand. Chorus: We were walkin' in high cotton Old times there are not forgotten Those fertile fields are never far away We were walkin' in high cotton Old times there are not forgotten Leavin' home was the hardest thing we ever faced. When Sunday mornings rolled around We dressed up in hand-me downs Just in time together with the church Sometimes I think how long it's been And how it impressed me then It was the only day my daddy wouldn't work. Chorus x3 We were walkin' in high cotton Back to the top. High Cotton
Chorus: Roll on highway, roll on along Roll on daddy till you get back home Roll on family, roll on crew Roll on momma like I asked you to do And roll on eighteen-wheeler roll on (roll on) Well it's Monday morning, he's kissin' momma goodbye He's up and gone with the sun Daddy drives an eighteen-wheeler And he's off on a midwest run And three sad faces gather round momma They ask her when daddy's comin' home Daddy drives an eighteen-wheeler And they sure miss him when he's gone (yeah they do) Ah, but he calls them everynight and he tells them That he loves them He taught them this song to sing Chorus Well it's Wednesday evening, momma's waitin by the phone It rings but it's not his voice Seems the highway patrol has found a jacknifed rig In a snow bank in Illinois But the driver was missin' and the search had been abandoned For the weather had everything strong And they had checked all the houses and the local motels When they had some more news they'd call And she told them when they found him to tell him That she loved him And she hung up the phone singin' Chorus Momma and the children will be waiting up all night long Thinkin' nothing but the words just comin' With the ringin' of the telephone Oh, but the man upstairs was listening When momma asked him to bring daddy home And when the call came in it was daddy on the other end Askin' her if she had been singin' the song, singin' Chorus eighteen-wheeler eighteen-wheeler eighteen-wheeler eighteen-wheeler Roll on Back to the top. Roll On
Fly away with me tonight Take me on a one-way flight in your lovin' arms And ev'rything's gonna be alright You're the one who took my hand When no one else could understand You're the one who moves me Like nobody else can Chorus: Take me down where I wanna be Turn around, this man who lives inside of me Take me down and love me all night long Hold me close and make me strong Take me down, take me down tonight In your eyes I see the light It's your emotions glowing bright So keep the fires burning And let it warm me through the night You can be a part of me 'Cause you're what love was meant to be You and me baby we'll set this flame inside us free You don't have to stay forever Let's just put our hearts together And share another night in ecstasy We know that it's feelin' better Ev'ry time we come together Maybe love was meant for you and me Chorus Take me down tonight Take me down tonight Are you gonna take me Shake me Take me down tonight Back to the top. Take Me Down
Chorus: Oh, play me some mountain music Like grandma and grandpa used to play Then I'll float on down the river To a Cajun hideaway Drift away like Tom Sawyer Ride a raft with ol' Huck Finn Take a nap like Rip Van Winkle Days dreamin' again Repeat Chorus Swim across the river Just to prove that I'm a man Spend the day bein' lazy Just bein' nature's friend Climb a long tall hick'ry Bend it over "skinnin' cats" Playin' baseball with chert rocks Usin' sawmill slats for bats Bridge: Play some back-home come-on music That comes from the heart Play something with lots of feelin' 'Cause that's where music has to start Repeat Chorus Tag: Oh play me mountain music Oh play me mountain music Oh play me mountain music Oh play-ya-ya Back to the top. Mountain Music
Sometimes her morning coffee's way too strong And sometimes what she says she says all wrong Right or wrong she's there beside me like only a friend would be And that's close enough to perfect for me Now she's been known to wear her pants too tight And drinking puts her out just like a light Heaven knows she's not an angel but she'd really like to be And that's close enough to perfect for me Chorus: She kisses me each morning And smiles her sleepy smile And she don't have to say it I can see it in her eyes Don't you worry about my woman Or what you think she ought to be She's close enough to perfect for me Well sometimes she gets down and starts to cry But then again a lady has a right She's everything I ever wanted she's all I'll ever need She's close enough to perfect for me Chorus Oh, she's close enough to perfect for me Back to the top. Close Enough To Perfect
Chorus: If you're gonna play in Texas, You gotta have a fiddle in the band. That lead guitar is hot, but not for "Lousiana Man". So rosin up that bow for "Faded Love" and let's all dance. If you're gonna play in Texas, You gotta have a fiddle in the band. I remember down in Houston We were puttin' on a show When a cowboy in the back stood up and yelled, "Cotton-Eyed Joe" He said, "We love what you're doin' boys don't get us wrong There's just somethin' missin' in your song" Chorus So we dusted off our boots and put our cowboy hats on straight Them Texans raised the roof when Jeff opened up his case You say y'all wanna two-step you say ya wanna doe-si-doe Well, here's a fiddlin' song before we go Chorus (repeat and fade) Back to the top. If You're Gonna Play In Texas (You Gotta Have A Fiddle In The Band)
Chorus: I'm in a hurry to get things done (Oh,) I rush and rush until life's no fun All I really gotta do is live and die But, I'm in a hurry and don't know why Don't know why I have to drive so fast My car has nothing to prove It's not new, but it'll zero to sixty in 5.2, oh Chorus Can't be late I leave in plenty of time Shakin' hands with the clock I can't stop I'm on a roll and I'm ready to rock oh, Chorus I hear a voice It says I'm running behind I better pick up my pace It's a race and there ain't no room for someone in second place Chorus 4X Back to the top. I'm in a Hurry
I was walking home from school on a cold winter day Took a shortcut through the woods, and I lost my way It was getting late, and I was scared and alone But then a kind old man took my hand and led me home Mama couldn't see him, oh but he was standing there And I knew in my heart, he was the answer to my prayers Chorus: Oh I believe there are angels among us Sent down to us from somewhere up above They come to you and me in our darkest hours To show us how to live, to teach us how to give To guide us with the light of love When life held troubled times, and had me down on my knees There's always been someone to come along and comfort me A kind word from a stranger, to lend a helping hand A phone call from a friend, just to say I understand And ain't it kind of funny at the dark end of the road That someone lights the way with just a single ray of hope Chorus They wear so many faces, show up in the strangest places To grace us with their mercy, in our time of need Chorus To guide us with a light of love Back to the top. Angels Among Us
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