Janis Ian Alabama
(See the lights, sun on lights,) (Show me the way to go home.) (See the lights, sun on lights,) (Show me the way to go home.)
Alabama, lady of the nation, Guardian of the South. That pretty belle, My wishing well.
Mississippi (chats on), Guradian of the nation, Laying your waste on all creation. On Jezabel, always.
See (shoo-wop, doo-wop), The darkies laughing eyes. See the sun does here disguise Natural lies.
"Alabama, my lady of the nation," The serpent said to you. And your label's over due. (Alabama.) I pity you.
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Oh, I'll give to you, Dick, (Dear, dear, Dick.) Just what you give to me, Dick. (My dear, dear, Dick.) Yes, and I'll give to you, Dicky, dear, (Dear, dear, Dick.) Everything you give to me, Dick. (My dear, dear, Dick.)
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Alabama (Selma nights), Oh, Alabama (Selma lights.) Woah, won't ((you show me the way,)) ((way to) to go home.)) (See the lights) Mississippi, (Selma nights.) Alabama. Show me the way, I'll go home.
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