Alabama Rain  
Jim Croce

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Lazy days in mid July, country sunday mornings
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dusty haze on summer highways, sweet magnolia calling

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Now and then I find myself thinking of the days
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that we were walking in the Ala -- bama rain


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Drive-in movies friday night, drinking beer and laughin'
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somehow things were always right, just don't know what hap-pened

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Now and then I find myself thinking of the days
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that we were walking in the Ala -- bama rain

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We were only kids but then,  I never heard it said
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that kids can't fall in love and feel the same
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I can still remember the first time I told I loved you

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On a dusty mid July, country summer's evening
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a weeping willow sung its lullaby and shared our se - cret

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Now and then I find myself thinking of the days
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that we were walking in the Ala -- bama rain  (2x)

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Alabama Rain
     Words and Music by JIM CROCE

     Lazy days in mid-July
     Country Sunday mornings
     Dusty haze on summer highways
     Sweet magnolia calling

     Chorus:

     Now and then I find myself
     Thinkin' of the days
     That we were walking in
     The Alabama rain

     Drive-in movies, Friday nights
     Drinkin' beer and laughin'
     Somehow things were always right
     I just don't know what happened

     (Repeat Chorus)

     We were only kids
     But then I've never heard it said
     That kids can't fall in love
     And feel the same
     I can still remember the first time
     I told you "I love you"

     On a dusty mid-July
     Country summer's evenings
     Weeping willows sang it's lullaby
     And shared our secret

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