Daybreak in Alabama
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โฑ๏ธ 3:17 duration
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๐ Lyrics
When I get to be a composer
I'm gonna write, write me some music about
Daybreak in Alabama
And I'm gonna put the purtiest songs in it
Rising out of the ground like a swamp mist
And falling out of heaven like soft dew
I'm gonna put some tall tall trees in it
And the scent of pine needles
And the smell of red clay after rain
And long red necks
And poppy colored faces
And big brown arms
And the field of daisy eyes
Of black and white, black, white, black people
And I'm gonna put white hands and black hands
And brown and yellow hands
And red clay earth hands in it
Touching everybody with kind fingers
And touching each other natural as dew
In that dawn of music
When I get to be a composer
And write about
Daybreak in Alabama
I'm gonna write, write me some music about
Daybreak in Alabama
And I'm gonna put the purtiest songs in it
Rising out of the ground like a swamp mist
And falling out of heaven like soft dew
I'm gonna put some tall tall trees in it
And the scent of pine needles
And the smell of red clay after rain
And long red necks
And poppy colored faces
And big brown arms
And the field of daisy eyes
Of black and white, black, white, black people
And I'm gonna put white hands and black hands
And brown and yellow hands
And red clay earth hands in it
Touching everybody with kind fingers
And touching each other natural as dew
In that dawn of music
When I get to be a composer
And write about
Daybreak in Alabama
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:06.12] When I get to be a composer
[00:11.43] I'm gonna write, write me some music about
[00:18.08] Daybreak in Alabama
[00:24.60] And I'm gonna put the purtiest songs in it
[00:30.40] Rising out of the ground like a swamp mist
[00:41.23] And falling out of heaven like soft dew
[00:51.97] I'm gonna put some tall tall trees in it
[00:59.87] And the scent of pine needles
[01:04.19] And the smell of red clay after rain
[01:10.52] And long red necks
[01:12.99] And poppy colored faces
[01:15.88] And big brown arms
[01:18.77] And the field of daisy eyes
[01:21.63] Of black and white, black, white, black people
[01:34.04] And I'm gonna put white hands and black hands
[01:39.65] And brown and yellow hands
[01:44.27] And red clay earth hands in it
[01:51.66] Touching everybody with kind fingers
[01:57.20] And touching each other natural as dew
[02:17.59] In that dawn of music
[02:42.03] When I get to be a composer
[02:47.66] And write about
[02:54.80] Daybreak in Alabama
[03:02.47]
[00:11.43] I'm gonna write, write me some music about
[00:18.08] Daybreak in Alabama
[00:24.60] And I'm gonna put the purtiest songs in it
[00:30.40] Rising out of the ground like a swamp mist
[00:41.23] And falling out of heaven like soft dew
[00:51.97] I'm gonna put some tall tall trees in it
[00:59.87] And the scent of pine needles
[01:04.19] And the smell of red clay after rain
[01:10.52] And long red necks
[01:12.99] And poppy colored faces
[01:15.88] And big brown arms
[01:18.77] And the field of daisy eyes
[01:21.63] Of black and white, black, white, black people
[01:34.04] And I'm gonna put white hands and black hands
[01:39.65] And brown and yellow hands
[01:44.27] And red clay earth hands in it
[01:51.66] Touching everybody with kind fingers
[01:57.20] And touching each other natural as dew
[02:17.59] In that dawn of music
[02:42.03] When I get to be a composer
[02:47.66] And write about
[02:54.80] Daybreak in Alabama
[03:02.47]