Well, I went to a Turkey roast down the street And the people down there are eatin like wild geese So Im on my way Im goin back to Alabam Well, you talk about your people havin a lot of time Eatin up their chickens and drinkin their wine Im on my way Im goin back to Alabam Now some folks say that a tramp wont steal but I cought three in my corn field Im on my way Im goin back to Alabam Well, one had a bushel and one had a peck And one had a roastnear tied around his neck Im on my way Im goin back to Alabam Well, there comes Sal walkin down the street With the run down shoes tied on her feet Im on my way Im goin back to Alabam Wll, hello Sal now how are you with the run down slippr and tore up shoe Im on my way Im goin back to Alabam When I get ready to leave this earth Im goin back to my moneys worth Im on my way Im goin back to Alabam Im goin back to Alabam
alabam, goin, back, sal, way