Old Alabama

She'd rather wear a pair of cut-off jeans

Than a fancy evening dress

And with the windows rolled down

And her hair blowin' all around

She's a hot southern mess

She'll take a beer over white wine

And a campfire over candlelight

And when it comes to love

Oh, her idea of a romantic night

Is listenin' to old Alabama

Drivin' through Tennessee

A little Dixieland Delight

At the right time of the night

And she can't keep her hands off of me

Now we're rollin' down an old back road

I got the steering wheel in one hand

We'll find a hide-away where she and I can play

In Mother Nature's band

Now we're listenin' to old Alabama

Parked somewhere in Tennessee

A little Dixieland Delight

And it feels so right

And it's love in the first degree

Forget about Sinatra, Coltrane

Or some old Righteous Brothers song

Hey, even Barry White ain't gonna work tonight

If you really wanna turn her on

Play some back-home, come-on music

That comes from the heart

Play something with lots of feeling

'Cause that's where music has to start

Now we're listenin' to old Alabama

And we're driving through Tennessee

A little Dixieland Delight

And it feels so right

And it's love in the first degree

Now we're listenin' to old Alabama

And we're driving through Tennessee

A little "Why Lady Why"

At the right time of the night

And she can't keep her hands off of me

Oh, play me some old Alabama

Oh, play me some old Alabama

Won't you play me some old Alabama?

Won't you play me?