[Verse 1]
Here I am standing firm
As the ground shakes beneath me
I send you away with my own hand
I try and try to remember that for now it's for the better
But there's a Southern kind of tragic blowin' in
Oh, it feels like the beginning of the end
[Chorus]
Well, the Alabama moon fell from the sky
And the sweet tea wells ran dry
Somewhere out there you're finding yourself
But back home, it's the end of time
[Verse 2]
I'm scared to death
Pick up your phone
Outside I hear the bells ringing
Bringing ruin to all that we have ever known
Pick up your phone, I need an answer
Come home and call off disaster
'Cause I fear tonight our Cotton Land might fall
Oh, I'm crackin' like the plaster on the wall
[Chorus]
Oh, the Alabama moon fell from the sky
And the sweet tea wells ran dry
Somewhere out there you're finding yourself
But back home, it's the end of time
(Woo)
Here I am standing firm
As the ground shakes beneath me
I send you away with my own hand
I try and try to remember that for now it's for the better
But there's a Southern kind of tragic blowin' in
Oh, it feels like the beginning of the end
[Chorus]
Well, the Alabama moon fell from the sky
And the sweet tea wells ran dry
Somewhere out there you're finding yourself
But back home, it's the end of time
[Verse 2]
I'm scared to death
Pick up your phone
Outside I hear the bells ringing
Bringing ruin to all that we have ever known
Pick up your phone, I need an answer
Come home and call off disaster
'Cause I fear tonight our Cotton Land might fall
Oh, I'm crackin' like the plaster on the wall
[Chorus]
Oh, the Alabama moon fell from the sky
And the sweet tea wells ran dry
Somewhere out there you're finding yourself
But back home, it's the end of time
(Woo)
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