Sweet Home Alabama Lyrics - Counting Crows

Big wheels keep on turning carry me home to see my kin 

Singing songs about the southland 

I miss my family once again and I think it's a sin 

Well, I heard Mr.Young sing about her 

Well, I heard ol' Neil put her down 

Well, I hope Neil Young will remember 

A Southern man don't need him around anyhow 

Sweet home Alabama where the skies are so blue 

Sweet home Alabama, Lord I'm coming home to you 

In Birmingham they love the governor boo, hoo, hoo 

Now we all did what we could do 

Now Watergate does not bother me ? 

Does your conscience bother you tell me true 

Sweet home Alabama where the skies are so blue 

Sweet home Alabama, Lord I'm coming home to you 

In Birmingham they love the governor boo, hoo, hoo 

Now we all did what we could do 

Now Watergate does not bother me ? 

Does your conscience bother you tell me true 

Here I come Alabama 

Now Muscle Shoals has got the swampers 

They've been known to pick a song or two 

Lord they get me off so much 

They pick me up when I'm feelin' blue 

Now how about you? 

Sweet home Alabama where the skies are so blue oh sweet home 

Sweet home Alabama, Lord I'm coming home to you and the gov'nor's true 

Sweet home Alabama where the skies are so blue, oh yeah 

Sweet home Alabama, Lord I'm coming home to you yeah, yeah