Karaoké My Home's in Alabama Alabama

Drinkin' was forbidden in my Christian country home

I learned to play the flat-top on them good old Gospel songs

Then I heard about the bar rooms just across the Georgia line

Where a boy could make a livin' playin' guitar late at night

Had to learn about the ladies

Too young to understand why the young girls fall in love with the boys in the band

When the boys turn to music the girls just turn away to some other guitar picker in some other late night place

Yeah held on to my music

Let the ladies walk away

Took my songs and dreams to Nashville then I moved on to L.A.

Up to New York City all across the USA

I lost so much of me but there's enough of me to say

That my home's in Alabama no matter where I lay my head

My home's in Alabama

Southern born and Southern bred

What keeps me goin'

Don't really know

Can't be the money

Lord knows I'm always broke

Could it be the satisfaction of bein' understood when the people really love you and let you know when it's good

Oh I'll speak my Southern English as natural as I please

I'm in the heart of Dixie

Dixie's in the heart of me

And someday when I make it

When love finds a way

Somewhere high on Lookout Mountain

I'll just smile with pride and say

That my home's in Alabama no matter where I lay my head

My home's in Alabama

Southern born and Southern bred

Southern born and Southern bred

Southern born and Southern bred

That my home's in Alabama no matter where I lay my head

My home's in Alabama

Southern born and Southern bred

Southern born and Southern bred

Southern born and Southern bred