
Alabama Pines Mike Cooley, Patterson Hood, & Jason Isbell
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Well, I moved into this room
If you could call it that a week ago
I never do what I'm supposed to do
Hardly even know my name anymore
When no one calls it out, it kind of vanishes away
And I can't get to sleep at night
The parking lot is so loud and bright
The AC hasn't worked in twenty years
Probably never made a single person cold
But I can't say the same for me, I've done it many times
Somebody take me home
Through those Alabama Pines
You can't drive through Talladega on a weekend in October
Just head up north to Jacksonville, cut around and over
Watch your speed in Boiling Springs
Thеy ain't got a thing to do
They'll get you evеry time
Somebody take me home
Through those Alabama Pines
Somebody take me home
Through those Alabama Pines
If you could call it that a week ago
I never do what I'm supposed to do
Hardly even know my name anymore
When no one calls it out, it kind of vanishes away
And I can't get to sleep at night
The parking lot is so loud and bright
The AC hasn't worked in twenty years
Probably never made a single person cold
But I can't say the same for me, I've done it many times
Somebody take me home
Through those Alabama Pines
You can't drive through Talladega on a weekend in October
Just head up north to Jacksonville, cut around and over
Watch your speed in Boiling Springs
Thеy ain't got a thing to do
They'll get you evеry time
Somebody take me home
Through those Alabama Pines
Somebody take me home
Through those Alabama Pines
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