My Alabama
I am driving my beautiful Ford
In the middle of my Alabama.
I am driving my Ford,
I am munching my corn
Not too far from my papa and mama.
And my honey's with me in the Ford.
She is pretty like Miss Alabama.
No flirting with girls,
No shawls, no pearls
Not too far from my papa and mama.
People say that my home was built
In the best part of my Alabama.
It's on top of a hill,
Next to picturesque mill.
Not too far from my papa and mama.
I'll throw a party at once,
It's the best one in my Alabama
And her folks with us,
Have a lot to discuss,
Not too far from my papa and mama.
Chicago, ~2022