(Oh, yeah!)



Big wheels keep on turning

Carry me home to see my kin

Singing songs about the Southland

I miss Alabama once again

And I think it's a sin, yes



Well I heard Mister 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



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

Now we all did what we could do

Now Watergate does not bother me

Does your conscience bother you? 

Tell the truth



Sweet home Alabama

Where the skies are so blue

Sweet home Alabama

Lord, I'm coming home to you (x2)