Drinking was forbidden in my Christian country home I learned to play the flattop on them good old gospel songs Then I heard about the barrooms just across the Georgia line
Where a boy could make a living playing guitar late at night Had to learn about the ladies, too young to understand Why the young girls fall in love with the boys in the band When the boys turn to music, the girls just turn away To some other guitar picker in some other late-night place My home´s in Alabama No matter where I lay my head My home´s in Alabama Southern born and southern bred What keeps me going, I don´t really know Can´t be the money, lord knows I´m always broke Could it be the satisfaction of being understood When the people really love you and let you know when it´s good
I´ll speak my southern English as natural as I please I´m in the heart of Dixie, Dixie´s in the heart of me And some day when I make it, when love finds a way Somewhere high on lookout mountain I´ll just