Alabam - Pat Boone-歌词

Alabam - Pat Boone

Well I went to a turkey roast down the street

The people down there eat like wild geese

I'm on my way

I'm going back to alabam

Talk about your people have a whale of a time

Eating up the chicken and drinking their wine

I'm on my way

I'm going back to alabam

Pick It for me one time Jim

Now some folks say that a tramp won't steal

But I caught three In my corn field

I'm on my way

I'm going back to alabam

One had a bushel the other had a peck

And one had a roasting ear tied around his neck

I'm on my way

I'm going back to alabam

Now just put a little knuckle grease In there

That gets It there comes Sal

Walking down the street

With the run down shoes tied on her feet

Good morning honey

My don't you look casual

You just stand there and let me look at you

Hello Sal why I know you

With a run down slipper

And a tore up shoe I'm on my way

I'm going back to alabam

I'll be right back Jim

Don't go way

When I get ready

To leave this earth

I'm gonna look on

My money's worth

I'm on my way

I'm going back to alabam

I'm going back to alabam