Alabama Sampler

Play me some mountain music Like grandma and grandpa use to play And I'll float on down the river To a cage and hide away, (way) ay-ay-ay-ay-ay Clear creeks and cold mountain mornings Honest work out in the fields Corn bread in my mama's kitchen Daddy sayin' grace before the meal Family ties run deep in this land (in this land) And I'm never very far from what I am I was born country And that's what I'll always be Like the rivers and the woodlands Wild and free (running wild and free) I got a hundred years of down home Running through my blood (running through my blood) I was born country, and this country's what I love (and this country's what I love) I was born country I'm in a hurry I'm in a hurry to get things done Oh, I rush and rush until life's no fun (no fun) All I really gotta do is live and die But I'm in a hurry and don't know why If you're gonna play in Texas You gotta have a fiddle in the band That lead guitar is hot, but not for a Louisiana man So rosin up that bow for fated love and let's all dance (let's all dance) If you're gonna play in Texas You gotta have a fiddle in the band (fiddle in the band, oh, yeah) White tail buck deer, munchin' on clover Red tail hawk, sittin' on a rail Chubby ol' groundhog, croakin' bullfrog Free as a feeling in the wind Lucky as a seven, livin' in Heaven Yeah, with my Dixieland delight Spend my dollar Parked in a holler 'neath the mountain moonlight (mountain moon light) Hold her up tight (hold her up tight) Make a little lovin' (make a lil') A little turtle dovin' on a Mason Dixon night (Mason dixon night) Fits my life (fits my life) Oh, so right (oh, so right) My Dixieland delight Oh-oh, I believe there are angels among us Sent down to us from somewhere up above They come to you and me in our darkest hours To show us how to live Teach us how to give To guide us with a light of love To guide us with a light of love