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Альбом Alabama



1997
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Clear creeks and cool mountain mornin's.
Honest work out in the fields.
Cornbread in my momma's kitchen.
Daddy saying grace before the meal.
Family ties run deep 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.
I got a hundred years of down home running through my blood.
I was born country and this country's what I love.

Moonlight and you hear beside me.
Crickets serenadin' in the yard.
What more could two people ask for.
Laying here in love beneath the stars.
Now this is where I wanna raise my kids.
Just the way my mom and daddy did.

I was born country and that's what I'll always be.
Like the rivers and the woodlands wild and free.
I got a hundred years of down home running through my blood.
I was born country and this country's what I love.

I was born country and that's what I'll always be.
Like the rivers and the woodlands wild and free.
I got a hundred years of down home running through my blood.
I was born country and this country's what I love.
I was born country

. . .


(Ronnie Rogers)

Rollin' down a backwoods Tennessee by way
One arm on the wheel
Holdin' my lover with the other
A sweet, soft, Southern thrill

Worked hard all week, got a little jingle
On a Tennessee Saturday night
Couldn't feel better, I'm together
With my Dixieland Delight

Spend my dollar
Parked in a holler
'Neath the mountain moonlight
Hold her up tight
Make a little lovin'
A little turtle dovin'
On a Mason-Dixon night
Fits my life, oh so right
My Dixieland Delight

White tail buck deer munchin' on clover
Red tail hawk sittin' on a limb
A chubby old groundhog, croakin' bullfrog
Free as the feelin' in the wind

Home grown country girl gonna give me a whirl
On a Tennessee Saturday night
Lucky as a seven livin' in heaven
With my Dixieland Delight

Spend my dollar
Parked in a holler
'Neath the mountain moonlight
Hold her up tight
Make a little lovin'
A little turtle dovin'
On a Mason-Dixon night
Fits my life, oh so right
My Dixieland Delight
Spend my dollar
Parked in a holler
'Neath the mountain moonlight
Hold her up tight
Make a little lovin'
A little turtle dovin'
On a Mason-Dixon night
Fits my life, oh so right
My Dixieland Delight
Rollin' down a backwoods Tennessee by way
One arm on the wheel
Holdin' my lover with the other
A sweet, soft, Southern thrill

Worked hard all week, got a little jingle
On a Tennessee Saturday night
Couldn't feel better, I'm together
With my Dixieland Delight

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I was born across the river
In the mountains where I call home.
Lord, times were good there.
Don't know why I ever roamed

Oh, Tennessee River and a mountain man,
We get together anytime we can.
Oh, Tennessee River and a mountain man,
We play together in Mother Nature's band.

Me and my woman's done made our plans
On the Tennessee River, walkin' hand in hand
Gonna raise a famly, Lord, settle down
Where peace and love can still be found.

Oh, Tennessee River and a mountain man,
We get together anytime we can.
Oh, Tennessee River and a mountain man,
We play together in Mother Nature's band.

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I've seen him plow a field of corn all day
That's reality
His overalls are black with dirt
But his face is still full of dignity
He talks about the waether
And he can tell you when it's gonna rain
Told me 'bout the flood of Twenty-Nine
That washed the crops away

Underneath that Alabama sky
Grandpa told me 'bout the things he'd seen
Underneath that Alabama sky
I listened to my Grandpa's memories

At times he mentions Grandma
Turn his head and wipe away a tear
Sometimes we'd take her picture down
And sit and pretend that she's still here
Three girls and two boys he raised on love
And simple honesty
And when they fin'lly have to carry him away
They'll take a lot of me

Underneath that Alabama sky
Grandpa told me 'bout the things he'd seen
Underneath that Alabama sky
I listened to my Grandpa's memories

Underneath that Alabama sky
My Grandpa told me 'bout the things he'd seen
Underneath that Alabama sky
I listened to my Grandpa's memories

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You can have your buildings and your arithmatic
I don't need no crowded streets or city slicker tricks
I just need to be some place where I can move around
Look down at my toes and I can still see the ground

Give me that country side of life
Where I can stretch out right
Give me the country side
(Give me the country side)
Give me that country side of life
Where I don't get uptight
Give me the country side

Goin' down to the fishing pond where I can throw the line
It dont' matter what fish I catch I only came to rest my mind
The only fish you'll get down town ain't caught with a hook and sinker
Put on your brakes, beep beep, honk your horn look out now turn on your blinker

Give me that country side of life
Where I can stretch out right
Give me the country side
(Give me the country side)
Give me that country side of life
Where I don't get uptight
Give me the country side

Give me that country side of life
Where I don't get uptight
Give me the country side

I was born in Georgia town with a lack-a-daisy street
A laid back lover just a-playin' games and a-stayin' off of them feet
Nobody trying to get on your nerves, nobody tryin' to get what you've got
And just live and let live by the golden rule now don't it just hit the spot

Give me that country side of life
Where I can stretch out right
Give me the country side
(Give me the country side)
Give me that country side of life
Where I don't get uptight
Give me the country side

Give me that country side of life
Where I can stretch out right
Give me the country side
Give me that country side of life
Where I don't get uptight
Give me the country side

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Well, take me back down where cool water flows, y'all
Oh let me remember the things I've done, Lord
Walk on the log where the catfish bite
Walking along the river road at night
Barefoot girl, dancin' in the moonlight, ooh

I can hear the bullfrog callin' me (rabbit)
Wond'rin' if my rope's still hangin' to the tree
Ole Brody Jr. took me over
Said you gonna find a well that's colder
If I'm a bad boss, gimme some, o'Green River

Well..............
Well, take me back down where cool water flows, y'all
Oh let me remember the things I've done, Lord
Walk on the log where the catfish bite
Walking along the river road at night
Barefoot girl, dancin' in the moonlight, ooh
Well..............

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There's a ring around the Louisiana moon
And the star's are shinning bright for me and you
Wind is blowing memories cross my mind
Reminding me of all those hot nites.

Chorus:
Louisiana moon shine down on me tonight
Lousiana moon please help us keep it right
You were there when we started
and you'll be there until the end
Louisiana moon you will always be my closest friend.

You put a passion in the nite with your soft glow
Like you've always done those country roads
I send a message from your life here to the sea
And when it glows against her skin she'll think of me.

Chorus:
Louisiana moon shine down on me tonight
Lousiana moon please help us keep it right
You were there when we started
And you'll be there until the end
Louisiana moon you will always be my closest friend.

Loisiana moon you will always be my closest frined
Shine down on me tonight
Louisana moon please help us keep it right...

. . .


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 faded Love and let's all dance
If you're gonna play in Texas, you gotta have a fiddle in the band.

I remember down in Houston we were puttin' on a show
When a cowboy in the back stood up and yelled, Cotton-Eyed Joe!
He said, We love what you're doin', boys don't get us wrong
There's just somethin' missin' in your song.

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 faded Love and let's all dance
If you're gonna play in Texas, you gotta have a fiddle in the band.

So we dusted off our boots and put our cowboy hats on straight
Them Texans raised the roof when Jeff opened up his case
Say y'all all wanna two-step, say ya wanna doe-si-doe
Well, here's a fiddlin' song before we go.

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 faded Love and let's all dance
If you're gonna play in Texas, you gotta have a fiddle in the band.

--- Instrumental ---

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 faded Love and let's all dance
If you're gonna play in Texas, you gotta have a fiddle in the band...

. . .


Well i was raised out in the country,
Just outside a real small town,
And just like any other young boy,
All my life i dreamed of getting out.

I've been down,
to the city,
it's a real nice place to see,
well i got to much rebel in me,
i gotta be somewhere where i can breathe.

You can take me out of the country,
Miles from where i wanna be,
you can take me out of the country,
but you can't take the country outta me.

Hurry home,
to my woman,
big blue eyes and long blonde hair,
and we'll make love way until morning,
and tell the world i don't care.

You can take me out of the country,
Miles from where i wanna be,
you can take me out of the country,
but you can't take the country outta me.

Take me out of the country,
miles from where i wanna be

You can take me out of the country,
Miles from where i wanna be,
you can take me out of the country,
but you can't take the country outta me.

you can take me out of the country,
but you can't take the country outta me.

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