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King Of AlabamaWell, I didn't know him bestHe'd say we were friends We both rode the highways on the song So I'm writing this one here in memory of him 'Cause the King of Alabama has gone home He was a man among men, the old-school kind Had a great big heart, a laid-back mind Let you hold his guitar if you broke his string If you thought he looked country, outta heard him sing From Alabama 'cross the Rio Grande He beat the blacktop down with a five-piece band Not because he loved it - he did that too - But he did it man 'cause that's what he was born to do Some people calculate moves He never had a thing to prove He just let the wind take him where it may It's a damn shame the way things go It's too bad we have to lose the good folks But the King of Alabama has gone home "Nothin' good ever happens after midnight," so the story goes You can't trust nobody, it don't matter how close It was a friend that took him from his family I keep his chain in my pocket, his son in my prayers Every stage I'm on, I can feel him there Some people calculate moves He never had a thing to prove He just let the wind take him where it may It's a damn shame the way things go It's too bad we have to lose the good folks But the King of Alabama has gone home Some people calculate moves He never had a thing to prove He just let the wind take him where it may He'd say Honky tonk's the trick But get a guitar and grab your pick Let the old tunes possess you and play yeah It's a damn shame the way things go It's too bad we have to lose the good folks But the King of Alabama The King of Alabama The King of Alabama has gone home |