LYRICS
VERSE
I was born in the heart of the south
Love my state so it makes sense now
How I fell in love with her land of dixie and she
Said her name was Alabama, when she met me
Has a heart of gold
But her ex pulled up in a cadillac
Said that’s my girl and i want her back
and before i could tell him to go and get lost
She pulled out my pistol now now he’s in a coffin
Yeah he’s long gone
Momma This ain’t the song i wanted to write
But we’re on the run on our honeymoon night
I got the Gas held down lead foot like a hammer
But I gotta tell ya momma, I still love alabama
CHORUS
Got a 45, by my side
And i know every red clay backroad
we ain’t scared of the fbi
Gonna rip’em all full of bulletholes
Now we’re out here in the woods justa
trying to survive, makin love and moonshine
We might have to go lay low in swamps of louisiana,
But momma i gotta tell ya, i still love alabama
VERSE
The sheriffs found us crossin the state line
And we had a trunk full of that black cherry shine
Swerved off in the woods, car flew in the air
when it landed, They couldn’t find her body no where
now my baby’s gone, and there ain’t no sunshine
They gave up lookin after a couple weeks time
but took me downtown, tossed me in the slammer
oh but momma, I still love Alabama
CHORUS
I’m Doin 4 to 5, on the inside
And i know she’s still on the run
she ain’t scared of the fbi
Gonna rip’em all full of bullet holes
I’m writing songs about her, doin my time, rollin with the tide
Oh yeah but momma, I still love Alabama
CREDITS
Written by Jonathan Pierce
Produced by Smith Curry & Jonathan Pierce
Drums: Wes Little
Lead Guitar: Chris Condon
Acoustic Guitar: Shaun Richardson
Keys: Luke Moseley
Bass: Mike Rinne
Pedal Steel: Smith Curry
Tracking Engineer: Jake
Recording Studio: Pentavarit
