Out Of Alabama Blues

	  		Intro 

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Verse 1:
 
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She sparkled like a rhinestone in an old country singers coat 
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Underneath the neon bar lights that were tinted with cigarette smoke 
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She was sipping on this top shelf whiskey and slowly tapping her feet 
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To the song my band was playing to a slow and bluesy beat 

Verse 2:

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I was leaning back on the kick drum, a worn out Gibson was in my hand 
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I was playing the country blues just as sad as a white boy can 
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She sounded like a hallelujah when she said "boys, do ya'll take requests?" 
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Then she whispered soft into my ear and this is what she said 



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She said "I know you're trying hard but you're going to have to do much better 
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Because the blues ain't going to get you out of Alabama" 
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And "Last night the band was hot and tonight they're even better 
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But the blues ain't going to get you out of Alabama" 

Instrumental 
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Verse 3:

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So I took that guitar right off my neck and said "boys, ya'll can finish the set" 
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Then I rolled the dice and asked that girl If she had the time to dance 
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I said "what brought you to a place like this?" She said, "I'm just passing through town." 
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As we twirled around in the neons on this whiskey carousel 

Verse 4:

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And then I wanted to tell her just how I felt but I was scared about the way it would sound 
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And I could tell by the way that she looked at me she knew my kind too well 
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I said "baby I will leave these blues behind I'll lay this guitar down 
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And together we can leave this smoky bar and this old shady town" 



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She said "I know you're trying so hard but you're going to have to do much better 
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Because the blues ain't going to get you out of Alabama" 
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And "Last night the band it was hot and tonight they're even better 
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But the blues ain't going to get you out of Alabama" 

Post-Chorus

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Now there she goes out the door 
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Now there she goes out the door 
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Now I can sing the blues like I never sang them before 
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Now there she goes out the door 

Outro 

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