Can't be the money Lord knows I'm always broke
Somewhere high on lookout mountain I'll just smile with pride and say
Yeah, held on to my music, let the ladies walk away
I'm in the heart of Dixie, Dixie's in the heart of me
When the people really love you and let you know when it's good
What keeps me goin' I don't really know
Took my songs and dreams to Nashville and then on to L.A
And someday when I make it, when love finds a way
That my home's in Alabama, no matter where I lay my head
To some other guitar picker in some other late night place
My home's in Alabama, southern born and southern bred
Oh, I'll speak my southern English as natural as I please
Then I heard about the barrooms just across the Georgia line
When the boys turn to music, the girls just turn away
Could it be the satisfaction of bein' understood
That my home's in Alabama, no matter where I lay my head
Why the young girls fall in love with the boys in the band
My home's in Alabama, southern born and southern bred
Up to New York city, all across the USA
Where a boy could make a livin' playin' guitar late at night
Had to learn about the ladies too young to understand
I've lost so much of me but there's enough of me to say
