Texty:
Alabama Boys

Up above my head I hear music in the air Up above my head I hear music in the air Up above my head I hear music in the air And I really do believe, I

When you feel like there's nowhere to go Get up and take the high road When you feel like you're all alone Get up and take the high road, oh, no Take

the boys from Alabama We're keepin' an eye on you Were're keepin' an eye on you Don't piss off the boys from Alabama You better take it like a man Ain

I know a place, it's the land of milk and honey I know a place where all the streets are paved with gold I know a place where there's life forever after

One, two, three I have seen my last tomorrow I am holding my last breath Goodbye world, sweet world of sorrow My new life begins with death I am standing

Out of all, all, all you say and do Gonna be somebody, always, always watching you But Jesus, Jesus is my keeper Ain't no friend, no friend I can find

They said, "She had a heart attack" I think the creature's coming back And I am fine 'coz all my love's electrifying And I come feel like assessable,

Well, I know I've been converted Do you, do you? Well, I know I've been converted Do you, do you? Well, I know I made a change I ain't ashamed to call

Talk about suffering here below Let's keep talking about Jesus Talk about suffering here below Better keep talking about Jesus The gospel train is coming