I do believe, hello Bill, Kentucky, it's time for the South to rise again, baby, huh? Turn it up! Big wheels keep on turnin' Take me home, see my kin Singin' songs about the Southland I miss Alabama once again and I think it's a sin, yeah Well, I heard Miss Young sing about it Well, I heard old Neil put it down Well, I hope Neil Young will remember what he said in Kentucky So that man don't leave him out anyhow, sing it, baby Sweet home Alabama Where the skies are so blue Sweet home Alabama Lord, I'm coming home to you In Birmingham they loved the governor, what'd he say? Now, we all did what we could do Now, what I gained does not bother me Does your conscience bother you? Now, tell the truth, sing it, baby Sweet home Alabama Sweet home Alabama Where the skies are so blue Sweet home Alabama Lord, I'm coming home to you Here I come, Alabama Oh, there's good people in Kentucky tonight, don't you agree? Yeah, I'm coming home to you Oh, there's good people in Kentucky tonight Oh, there's good people in Kentucky Oh, there's good people in Kentucky Now, Muscle Shoals, they've got small birds They've been known to pick a song or two Oh, they get me all so much They pick me up when I'm feeling blue Now, how about you? Sweet home Alabama Where the skies are so blue Sweet home Alabama Oh, I'm coming home to you Oh, Tam, your turn Oh, sweet home, baby, I can't hear you And the governor's shooting real loud Sweet home, Alabama Sweet home, Alabama Sweet home, Alabama Sweet home, Alabama Sweet home, Alabama Sweet home, Alabama Sweet home, Alabama Sweet home, Alabama Sweet home, Alabama I'll come back home Sweet home, Alabama Ooooooooooooooooooh Ooooooooooooooh Oh, oh, oh, sweet I'm your attacker Let's get it on, too God bless you all