Alabama

I had ten cents in my pocket, When I left my father's house
With a tombstone in my memory, I headed my wagon south
My possessions numbered but a few, When I started my journey
Just a shotgun and a Bowie knife, And a banjo on my knee

Alabama, you sure look good to me
Alabama, just you wait and see
When I find you, I'll stay around you
And build a brand new dream

With a packsack on my shoulder, And a fresh water canteen
I set out into the future, To find out my destiny
For a thousand miles or more I came, Just to see what I could see
With a yearning for a better life, And a reason to believe

Alabama, you sure look good to me
Alabama, just you wait and see
When I find you, I'll stay around you
And build a brand new dream

I set my sights upon a new tomorrow
With no sorrow

Alabama, you sure look good to me
Alabama, just you wait and see
When I find you, I'll stay around you
And build a brand new dream