I'm going down down baby your street in a Range Rover
Street sweeper baby, cocked ready to let it go
Shimmy shimmy cocoa what Listen to it pound
Light it up and take a puff, pass it to me now
We going down down baby your street in a Range Rover
Street sweeper baby, cocked ready to let it go
Shimmy shimmy cocoa what Listen to it pound
Light it up and take a puff, pass it to me now
Sweet home Alabama
Where the skies are so blue
Sweet Home Alabama
Lord, I'm coming home to you
It was 1989, my thoughts were short my hair was long
Caught somewhere between a boy and man
She was 17 and she was far from in between
It was summertime in Northern Michigan
Ahhh....Ahhh....Ahhh Ahhh....Ahhh....Ahhh....
Splashin' thru the sandbar, talkin' by the campfire
It's the simple things in life like when and where
We didn't have no internet, but man I never will forget
The way the moonlight shined upon her hair
And we were tryin' different things and we were smokin' funny things
Makin' love out by the lake to our favorite song
Sippin' whisky out the bottle not thinkin' 'bout tomorrow
Singin' sweet home alabama all summer long
Singin' sweet home alabama all summer long
Catchin' walleye from the dock watchin' the waves roll off the rocks
She'll forever hold a spot inside my soul
We'd blister in the sun, we couldn't wait for night to come
To hit that sandy place of rock 'n roll
While we were tryin' different things and we were smokin' funny things
Makin' love out by the lake to our favorite song
Sippin' whisky out the bottle, not thinkin' 'bout tomorrow
Singin' sweet home alabama all summer long
Singin' sweet home alabama all summer long Turn it up!
(Sweet home Alabama!)
Ahhh....Ahhh....Ahhh Ahhh....Ahhh....Ahhh....
Now nothin' seems as strange as when the leaves began to change
Or how we thought those days would never end
Sometimes I hear that song and I'll start to sing along
And think man I'd love to see that girl again
(Man I'd like to see to see that girl again!)
And we were tryin' different things and we were smokin' funny things
Makin' love out by the lake to our favorite songs!
Sippin' whisky out the bottle not thinkin' 'bout tomorrow
Singin' sweet home alabama all summer long
Singin' sweet home alabama all summer long
And we were tryin' different things and we were smokin' funny things
Makin' love out by the lake to our favorite songs
Sippin' whisky out the bottle not thinkin' 'bout tomorrow
Singin' sweet home alabama all summer long
Singin' sweet home alabama all summer long
Singin' sweet home alabama ALL summer long!
Ahhh....Ahhh....Ahhh Ahhh....Ahhh....Ahhh....
I'm going down down baby your street in a Range Rover
Street sweeper baby, cocked ready to let it go
Shimmy shimmy cocoa what Listen to it pound
Light it up and take a puff, pass it to me now
We going down down baby your street in a Range Rover
Street sweeper baby, cocked ready to let it go
Shimmy shimmy cocoa what Listen to it pound
Light it up and take a puff, pass it to me now
Big wheels keep on turning
Carry me home to see my kin
Singing songs about the Southland
Well I miss Ole' Bamy once again And I swear its a sin, yeah
Well I heard mister Young sing about her
Well, I heard ole 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 coming 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
Does your conscience bother you? Now tell the truth
Sweet home Alabama
Where the skies are so blue
Sweet Home Alabama
Lord, I'm coming 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
Lord they get me off so much
They pick me up when I'm feeling blue Now how about you?
I'm going down down baby your street in a Range Rover
Street sweeper baby, cocked ready to let it go
Shimmy shimmy cocoa what Listen to it pound
Light it up and take a puff, pass it to me now
We going down down baby your street in a Range Rover
Street sweeper baby, cocked ready to let it go
Shimmy shimmy cocoa what Listen to it pound
Light it up and take a puff, pass it to me now
Sweet home Alabama
Where the skies are so blue
Sweet Home Alabama
Lord, I'm coming home to you
Sweet home Alabama
Where the skies are so blue
Sweet Home Alabama
Lord, I'm coming home to you
