

(woooh) Down where the long leaf pines reach for the sky
Two young dreamers watching clouds roll by
He had a beat-up six-string on his knee
She sang the sweetest country melody
And when she started to hum along
He found the chords to her favorite song
Now they are writing their own sweet tune (singing out)
Oh Alabama where the music runs deep That sweet pine cabin where
our memories keep
Our love is a song that we play all night long With
a rock and roll beat where we both belong
(yeah yeah)
Dusty old porch where the screen door creaks
We practiced that rhythm for weeks and weeks
With the crickets in the yard and the moon up high
We let our voices fly straight to the sky
Oh Alabama where the music runs deep That sweet pine cabin where
our memories keep
Our love is a song that we play all night long With
a rock and roll beat where we both belong
(oh sing it)
Our sweet home (sweet home)
That Alabama song