Lyrics | WELL, I WENT TO A TURKEY ROAST DOWN THE STREET, THE PEOPLE DOWN THERE EATING LIKE WILD GEESE, I'M ON MY WAY, I'M GOIN' BACK TO ALABAM.
TALK ABOUT YOUR PEOPLE HAVIN' WHALE OF A TIME, EATIN' UP THE CHICKEN AND DRINKIN' THEIR WINE, I'M ON MY WAY, I'M GOIN' BACK TO ALABAM.
NOW SOME FOLKS SAY THAT A TRAMP WON'T STEAL, BUT I CAUGHT THREE IN MY CORNFIELD, I'M ON MY WAY, I'M GOIN' BACK TO ALABAM.
ONE HAD A BUSHEL, THE OTHER HAD A PECK, ONE HAD A ROASTED EAR TIED AROUND HIS NECK, I'M ON MY WAY, I'M GOIN' BACK TO ALABAM.
THERE COMES SAL WALKIN' DOWN THE STREET, WITH THE RUNDOWN SHOES TIED ON HER FEET, GOOD MORNING, HONEY, STAND OVER THERE, BABY, GET OVER THERE NOW.
HELLO, SAL, NOW, I KNOW YOU, WITH THE RUNDOWN SLIPPER AN' A TORE UP SHOE, I'M ON MY WAY, I'M GOIN' BACK TO ALABAM.
WHEN I GET READY TO LEAVE THIS EARTH, I'M GONNA LOOK BACK ON MY MONEY'S WORTH, I'M ON MY WAY, I'M GOIN' BACK TO ALABAM.
I'M GOIN' BACK TO ALABAM. |