Lynyrd Skynyrd
Sweet Home Alabama
Duration: 05:35
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Lyrics of "Lynyrd Skynyrd — Sweet Home Alabama"
They got loose here
Oh, whoa, whoa 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 One thing I want to tell 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) Speak your mind Ah-ah-ah (can you feel that?), Alabama
Ah-ah-ah, Alabama
Ah-ah-ah, Alabama
Ah-ah-ah, 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)
All right, brother, now Wait one minute!
Oh, oh sweet Alabama Thank you!
