Sweet home Alabama
Lynyrd Skynyrd rock
Big whe-els keep on tur-ning
Car-ry me home to see my kin
Sin-ging songs a-bout the south-land
I miss ‘ole’ ‘ba-my once a-gain
And I think it’s a sin
Yeah
Well I heard Mis-ter Young sing a-bout her
Well I heard ole Neil put her down
Well I hope Neil Young will re-mem-ber
A sou-thern man don’t need him a-round a-ny-how
Sweet home A-la-ba-ma
Where the skies are so blue
Sweet home A-la-ba-ma
Lord I’m co-ming home to you
In Bir-min-gham they love the Gov’-nor
Hou hou hou
Now we all did what we could do
Now Wa-ter-gate does not bo-ther me
Does your cons-cience bo-ther you? Tell the truth
Sweet home A-la-ba-ma
Where the skies are so blue
Sweet home A-la-ba-ma
Lord I’m co-ming home to you
Wel-come
Now Mus-cle Shoals has got the Swam-pers
And they’ve been known a song or two
Lord they get me off so much
They pick me up when I’m fee-ling blue
Now how bout you?
Sweet home A-la-ba-ma
Where the skies are so blue
Sweet home A-la-ba-ma
Lord I’m co-ming home to you
Sweet home A-la-ba-ma
Where the skies are so blue
Sweet home A-la-ba-ma
Lord I’m co-ming home to you