Sweet Home Alabama-Lynyrd Skynyrd

1 2 3 Turn it up Big wheels keep on turning Carry me home to see my kin Singing songs about the southland I miss Alabamy once again and I think its a sin yes (ooh... ooh... ooh...) Well I heard mr. young sing about her (ooh... ooh... ooh...) Well I heard ole Neil put her down (ooh... ooh... ooh...) Well I hope Neil Young will remember A southern man don't need him around anyhow Sweet home Alabama Where the skies are so blue Sweet home Alabama Lord I'm coming home to you In Birmingham they love the governor Boo-boo-boo Now we all did what we could do Now watergate does not bother me Does your conscience bother you? Tell the truth Sweet home Alabama Where the skies are so blue Sweet home Alabama Oh yeah Lord I'm coming home to you Here I come Alabama (A-l-a-b-a-m-a) (Alabama ah-ah-ah) (Alabama ah-ah-ah) (Alabama ah-ah-ah) (Alabama) (ooh. ooh... ooh...) Now muscle shoals has got the swampers And they've (ooh... ooh... ooh...) been known to pick a song or two (yes they do) Lord (ooh... ooh... ooh...) they get me off so much They pick me up when I'm feeling blue Now how about you? Sweet home Alabama Where the skies are so blue Sweet home Alabama Lord I'm coming home to you Sweet home Alabama Oh sweet home baby Where the skies are so blue and the governor's true Sweet home Alabama Lordy Lord I'm coming home to you Woo-woo Yeah-yeah Montgomery's got the answer