Counting Crows
Counting Crows - Sweet Home Alabama lyrics
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(Original by Lynyrd Skynard) Big wheels keep on turning carry me home to see my kin Singing songs about the southland I miss my family once again and I think it's a sin Well I heard Mr. Young sing about her Well I heard Ol' Neil put her down Well I hope Neil Young will remember A Southern man don't need him around anyhow CHORUS: Sweet home Alabama where the skies are so blue Sweet home Alabama Lord I'm coming home to you In Birmingham they love the governor boo-hoo-hoo Now we all did what we could do Now Watergate does not bother me Does your conscience bother you tell me true CHORUS: Here I come Alabama SOLO Now Muscle Shoals has got the swampers, they've been known to pick a song or two Lord they get me off so much They pick me up when I'm feelin' blue Now how about you CHORUS: Sweet home Alabama where the skies are so blue oh sweet home Sweet home Alabama Lord I'm coming home to you And the gov'nor's true Sweet home Alabama where the skies are so blue oh yeah Sweet home Alabama Lord I'm coming home to you yeah yeah