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Big wheels keep on turnin'
Carry me home to see my kin
Singin' songs about the Southland
I miss Alabamy once again, and I think it's a sin, I said
Well, I heard Mr. Young sing about her
Well, I heard ol' Neil put her down
Well, I hope Neil Young will remember
A Southern man don't need him around, anyhow
Sweet home, Alabama
Where the skies are so blue
Sweet home, Alabama
Lord, I'm comin' home to you
In Birmingham, they love the governor (boo, boo, boo!)
Now we all did what we could do
Now Watergate does not bother me, uh-uh
Does your conscience bother you? Tell the truth
Sweet home, Alabama
Where the skies are so blue
Sweet home, Alabama (oh my baby)
Lord, I'm comin' home to you (here I come, Alabama)
Now Muscle Shoals has got the Swampers
And they've been known to pick a song or two (yes, they do)
Lord, they get me off so much
They pick me up when I'm feelin' blue, now, how 'bout you?
Sweet home, Alabama (oh)
Where the skies are so blue
Sweet home, Alabama
Lord, I'm comin' home to you
Sweet home, Alabama (old, sweet home, baby)
Where the skies are so blue (and the governor's true)
Sweet home, Alabama (Lord, yeah)
Lord, I'm comin' home to you (woo, whoa, yeah, oh)

Ah-ah-ah, Alabama
Ah-ah-ah, Alabama
Ah-ah-ah, Alabama
Ah-ah-ah, Alabama
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Big wheels keep on turnin'
Carry me home to see my kin
Singin' songs about the Southland
I miss Alabamy once again, and I think it's a sin, I said
Well, I heard Mr. Young sing about her
Well, I heard ol' Neil put her down
Well, I hope Neil Young will remember
A Southern man don't need him around, anyhow
Sweet home, Alabama
Where the skies are so blue
Sweet home, Alabama
Lord, I'm comin' home to you
In Birmingham, they love the governor (boo, boo, boo!)
Now we all did what we could do
Now Watergate does not bother me, uh-uh
Does your conscience bother you? Tell the truth
Sweet home, Alabama
Where the skies are so blue
Sweet home, Alabama (oh my baby)
Lord, I'm comin' home to you (here I come, Alabama)
Now Muscle Shoals has got the Swampers
And they've been known to pick a song or two (yes, they do)
Lord, they get me off so much
They pick me up when I'm feelin' blue, now, how 'bout you?
Sweet home, Alabama (oh)
Where the skies are so blue
Sweet home, Alabama
Lord, I'm comin' home to you
Sweet home, Alabama (old, sweet home, baby)
Where the skies are so blue (and the governor's true)
Sweet home, Alabama (Lord, yeah)
Lord, I'm comin' home to you (woo, whoa, yeah, oh)

Ah-ah-ah, Alabama
Ah-ah-ah, Alabama
Ah-ah-ah, Alabama
Ah-ah-ah, Alabama
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Writer: RONNIE VAN ZANT, EDWARD C. KING, GARY ROBERT ROSSINGTON, RAMON DELGADO AREVALO
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group


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