[Verse 1] Here I am standing firm As the ground shakes beneath me I send you away with my own hand I try and try to remember that for now its for the better But theres a Southern kind of tragic blowin in Oh, it feels like the beginning of the end [Chorus] Well, the Alabama moon fell from the sky And the sweet tea wells ran dry Somewhere out there youre finding yourself But back home, its the end of time [Verse 2] Im scared to death Pick up your phone Outside I hear the bells ringing Bringing ruin to all that we have ever known Pick up your phone, I need an answer Come home and call off disaster Cause I fear tonight our Cotton Land might fall Oh, Im crackin like the plaster on the wall [Chorus] Oh, the Alabama moon fell from the sky And the sweet tea wells ran dry Somewhere out there youre finding yourself But back home, its the end of time Woo You might also like[Bridge] Its the end of time Is it the end of all time Or just the end of mine? [Verse 3] Well, all of the cotton died in the fields The little babies cried the blue from their eyes Somewhere Ill bet youre livin it up So come home before the end [Chorus] The Alabama moon fell from the sky And the sweet tea wells ran dry Somewhere out there youre finding yourself But back home, its the end of time [Outro] Hey, yeah, yeah Come home and be mine Come home, come home Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh
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