Sweet Alabam' from Drivin' Barefoot by Ted Wulfers

SWEET ALABAM’
Ted Wulfers

Lookin’ for a wife, pretty lil’ girl
Sure as hell the girl could sing
Not enough rope, a little too much dope
Bought her a weddin’ ring

Now I’m sleepin’ in the sands of a mighty margarita
Lookin’ for a place to go
Not here to fight just the spend the night
I’m headin’ down to Mexico

An’ sweet Alabam’ has never been a sweet ole home to me
So won’t you take my hand and let me be so free…so free

My buddy gotta dog, a Russian submarine
Sure as hell the dog could sing
Never made sense but he paid the rent
Singing’ for the summer fling

An’ sweet Alabam’ has never been a sweet ole home to me
So won’t you take my hand and let me be so free…so free

Oh, do you remember when I bathed you in kisses all day long
Spent the night in song but in the morning you were gone

Now I got a job down in Mexico
They love to listen to me sing
It’s a cool world and I got a girl
It’ll end in a weddin’ ring

An’ sweet Alabam’ has never been a sweet ole home to me
Won’t you take my hand and let me be so free
Oh, baby, oh now

All Words & Music by Ted Wulfers
©2004 Ted Wulfers
Wheres My Marlin Music (SESAC)
Lyrics used By Permission

• Blues
• Folk
• Jam Band
• Rock
• Roots
• Ukulele
• Los Angeles