Christmas Eve in Birmingham. It's a long, long way from Bethlehem. Mary and Joe live outside of town. On an old, run-down farm. Mary says, Joe, you'd better get the car. My contractions ain't
your gospel. Baby, weve got history. Let me be your gospel. Baby, weve got history This is the end, my faithful friend (Let me be your gospel / Baby, weve got history). The bitter end, coming home
Working on the road across this great big world. I've been rolling like a stone, I never get back home. Yes, I've been long-gone. And boy, I've got the Birmingham Blues I been across the ocean to
ti. ar. al. Bob Dylan"Gospel Plow". Mary wore three links of chain,. Every link was jesus name. Keep your hand on that plow, hold on. Oh, lord, oh, lord. Keep your hand on that plow, hold on. Mary
to Birmingham This ain't what she really wanted. So baby went on back to Mama. Found a note when I got home last night Left a fifty for the landlord. Nothin' here to stay around for. Ain't but one
to Birmingham This ain't what she really wanted. So baby went on back to Mama. Found a note when I got home last night Left a fifty for the landlord. Nothin' here to stay around for. Ain't but one
. Well, come on people. 'Cause it's startin' to rain. Get on board, it's the gospel train. Don't listen to the devil. Don't listen to the devil. Satan will fool you. Satan will fool you. I said
Song Going Back To Birmingham - Alex Harvey, His Soul Band. Goin' back to Birmingham. Way down in Alabam. Goin' back to Birmingham. Way down in Alabam. Gonna do some boppin' in that rock and rollin