Willie Jones Rob Ickes & Trey Hensley

[Verse 1]
Willie Jones was a man I met
When I lived in Baltimore
I was a guard and he was doing time
In the three long years he stayed there
I got to know him well
Willie Jones was a friend of mine

[Chorus]
And he used to say, "buddy, you know where
I'm going when they let me out of here
Well, Alabama could be heaven if the Lord was there"
And he'd talk about the south-land
Though he'd drifted from its shores
I never seen a man who loved it more

[Verse 2]
He talk about the whippoorwill in the Alabama night
Honeysuckle vine and sugar cane
Swimming hole and a fishing pole
And the early morning frost
Sleeping under a tin roof when it rains

[Verse 3]
Talk about a country road and a cabin in the pines
And a girl with wavy long chestnut brown hair
He talked about the beauty
Of his Blue Ridge Mountain home
Damn near made me think that I was there