Alabama Sampler

Play me some mountain music

Like grandma and grandpa used to play

And I'll float on down the river

To a Cajun hideaway

Clear creeks and cold mountain mornings

Honest work out in the fields

Cornbread in my mama's kitchen

Daddy sayin' grace before the meal

Family ties run deep in this land (In this land)

And I'm never very far from what I am

I was born country

And that's what I'll always be

Like the rivers and the woodlands

Wild and free (Runnin' wild and free)

I got a hundred years of down home

Runnin' through my blood (Runnin' through my blood)

I was born country

And this country's what I love (And this country's what I love)

I was born country

I'm in a hurry

I'm in a hurry to get things done

Oh, I rush and rush until life's no fun (Till life's no fun)

All I really gotta do is live and die

But I'm in a hurry and don't know why

If you're gonna play in Texas, you gotta have a fiddle in the band

That lead guitar is hot, but not for a Louisiana man

So rosin up that bow for Fated Love and let's all dance (Let's all dance)

If you're gonna play in Texas, you gotta have a fiddle in the band

(In the band, oh, yeah)

White-tail buck deer muchin' on clover

Red-tail hawk sittin' on a rail

Chubby ol' groundhog, croakin' bullfrog

Free as a feeling in the wind

Lucky as a seven, livin' in Heaven

Yeah, with my dixieland delight

Spend my dollar

Parked in a holler 'neath the mountain moonlight (Mountain moonlight)

Hold her up tight (Hold her up tight)

Make a little lovin' (Make love)

A little turtle dovin' on a Mason-Dixon night (Mason-Dixon night)

Fits my life (Fits my life)

Oh-so right (Oh-so right)

My Dixieland delight

Oh, I believe there are angels among us

Sent down to us from somewhere up above

They come to you and me in our darkest hours

To show us how to live, to teach us how to give

To guide us with a light of love

To guide us with a light of love