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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Emmylou Harris
Emmylou Harris
Lead Vocals
Malcolm Burn
Malcolm Burn
Bass Guitar
Ethan Johns
Ethan Johns
Harp
Daryl Johnson
Daryl Johnson
Percussion
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Emmylou Harris
Emmylou Harris
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Malcolm Burn
Malcolm Burn
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Me and my best friend Lillian
And her blue tick hound dog Gideon
Sittin' on the front porch coolin' in the shade
Singin' every song the radio played
Waiting for the Alabama sun to go down
Two red dirt girls in a red dirt town, me and Lillian
Just across the line
And a little southeast of Meridian
[Verse 2]
She loved her brother, I remember back when
He was fixin' up a '49 Indian
Told her, little sister, going to ride the wind
Up around the moon and back again
He never got farther than Vietnam
I was standing there with her when the telegram come for Lillian
Now he's lying somewhere
About a million miles from Meridian
[Chorus]
She said, "There's not much hope for a red dirt girl
Somewhere out there is a great big world, that's where I'm bound
And the stars might fall on Alabama
One of these days, I'm going to swing my hammer down
Away from this red dirt town
I'm going to make a joyful sound"
[Verse 3]
She grew up tall and she grew up thin
Buried that old dog Gideon
By a crepe myrtle bush at the back of the yard
Her daddy turned mean and her mama leaned hard
Got in trouble with a boy from town
Figured that she might as well settle down, so she dug right in
Across a red dirt line
Just a little south east of Meridian
[Chorus]
Yes, she tried hard to love him, but it never did take
Just another way for the heart to break
So she learned to bend
One thing they don't tell you about the blues
When you got 'em, you keep on falling cause there ain't no bottom
There ain't no end, least not for Lillian
[Chorus]
Nobody knows when she started her skid
She was only twenty-seven and she had five kids
Could've been the whiskey, could've been the pills
Could've been the dream she was trying to kill
But there won't be a mention in the news of the world
'Bout the life and the death of a red dirt girl named Lillian
Who never got any farther
Across the line than Meridian
[Outro]
Now the stars still fall on Alabama
Tonight, she finally laid
That hammer down without a sound
In the red dirt ground
Written by: Emmylou Harris
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