Alabama Soft Spoken Blues

(альбом: There's A Light Beyond These Woods - 1978)

Southern man, you sure are pretty
Got a smile to still the city
And Lord, you know, you got those sleepy eyes
Alabama sweet-talking baby
Calmed the heart of a lonely lady
You kept me flying high
And the leaving easy
And it's Dallas in the rain
And I was dreaming

October winds still blowing, Lord
You know the song were flowing
From a broken-hearted lady by the wayside
Listen to my song
You kept it ringing clean and strong
You held me like an angel to confide in
And I tried to make you home
But I was dreaming

Lord, I guess you just ain't home
That damned old telephone
Is trying hard to help me find the lines here
Wish that you could understand
Why I love the other man
He gives me truth and reason
I believe in

Alabama soft-spoken blues again
Alabama soft-spoken blues again
Early morning fog is rolling in
Time for leaving

Alabama soft-spoken blues