My Home's in Alabama

<p>[Verse 1]<br/>Drinking was forbidden in my Christian country home<br/>I learned to play the flattop on them good old Gospel songs<br/>Then I heard about the bar rooms just across the Georgia line<br/>Where a boy could make a living playing guitar late at night<br/>Had to learn about the ladies, too young to understand<br/>Why the young girls fall in love with the boys in the band<br/>When the boys turn to music, the girls just turn away<br/>To some other guitar picker in some other late night place<br/>Yeah, held on to my music, I let the ladies walk away<br/>Took my songs and dreams to Nashville then I moved on to L.A<br/>Up to New York City all across the USA<br/>I lost so much of me but there&#x27;s enough of me to say that my<br/><br/>[Chorus]<br/>Home&#x27;s in Alabama, no matter where I lay my head<br/>My home&#x27;s in Alabama, Southern born and Southern bred<br/>[Verse 2]<br/>What keeps me going I don&#x27;t really know<br/>Can&#x27;t be the money Lord knows I&#x27;m always broke<br/>Could it be the satisfaction of being understood<br/>When the people really love you and let you know when it&#x27;s good<br/>Oh I&#x27;ll speak my Southern English just as natural as I please<br/>I&#x27;m in the heart of Dixie, Dixie&#x27;s in the heart of me<br/>And someday when I make it, when love finds a way<br/>Somewhere high on Lookout Mountain I&#x27;ll just smile with pride and say that my<br/><br/>[Chorus]<br/>Home&#x27;s in Alabama, no matter where I lay my head<br/>My home&#x27;s in Alabama, Southern born and Southern bred