Brad Paisley Old Alabama Lyrics
Last updated: 06/06/2012 11:00:00 AM
She'd rather wear a pair of cut-off jeans than a fancy evening dress,
And with her windows rolled down and her hair all blown around, she's a hot southern mess...
She'll take a beer over white wine and a campfire over candle light,
And when it comes to love, oh her idea of a romantic night...
Is listenin' to old Alabama, drivin' through Tennessee...
A little Dixieland Delight at the Right Time of the Night,
And she can't keep her hands off of me-ee-eee!
And now we're rollin' down an old back road,
I got the steering wheel in one hand...
We'll find a hideaway where she and I can play,
In Mother Nature's band...
Now we're listenin' to old Alabama, parked somewhere in Tennessee...
A little Dixieland Delight and It Feels So Right,
And It's Love In The First Degree-ee-eee!
Forget about Sinatra or Coltrane, or some ol' Righteous Brothers song,
And Barry White ain't gonna work tonight, if you really wanna turn her on;
Play some back home come on music that comes from the heart,
Play something with lots of feeling, â€˜cause that's where music has to startâ€¦
Now we're listenin' to Old Alabama, and we're drivin' through Tennessee,
A little Dixieland Delight and It Feels So Right and its Love in the First Degree...
Yeah' you know we're listenin' to Old Alabama (old Alabama) drivin' through Tennessee (Tennessee)
A little Why Lady Why at The Right Time of The Night
Oh and she can't keep her hands off of me-ee-eee
Oh, play me some old Alabama,
Oh, play me some old Alabama...
Won't you play me some old Alabama,
Play me some old Alabama...
Won't you pla-ee-ay-ay