Alabama Clay
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โฑ๏ธ 3:39 duration
๐ ID: 25675339
๐ Lyrics
First time he saw the ground get busted
He was 10, it was 1952
His daddy worked hard
From sun up til sundown
And the goin' got tough
Behind them old gray mules
The farm grew to be a money maker
And the house he lived in
Grew up room by room
The boy worked hard
But soon got tired of farmin'
So he slipped away one night
B'neath the harvest moon
His neck was red
As alabama clay
But the city's call
Pulled him away
He's got a factory job
And run's a big machine
He don't miss the farm
Or the fields of green
Now the city's just a prison
Without fences
His job is just
A routine he can't stand
And at night he derams of wide open spaces
Fresh dirt tween his toes and on his hands
Then one day a picture came
Inside a letter
Of a young girl
With a baby in her arms
And the words she wrote
Would change his life forever
So he went to raise his family
On the farm
His neck was red
As alabama clay
Now he's going home
This time to stay
Where the roots run deep
On the family tree
And the tractor rolls
Through the fields of green
His neck was red
As alabama clay
Now he's going home
This time to stay
Where the roots run deep
On the family tree
And the tractor rolls
Through the fields of green
His neck is red
As alababma clay
He was 10, it was 1952
His daddy worked hard
From sun up til sundown
And the goin' got tough
Behind them old gray mules
The farm grew to be a money maker
And the house he lived in
Grew up room by room
The boy worked hard
But soon got tired of farmin'
So he slipped away one night
B'neath the harvest moon
His neck was red
As alabama clay
But the city's call
Pulled him away
He's got a factory job
And run's a big machine
He don't miss the farm
Or the fields of green
Now the city's just a prison
Without fences
His job is just
A routine he can't stand
And at night he derams of wide open spaces
Fresh dirt tween his toes and on his hands
Then one day a picture came
Inside a letter
Of a young girl
With a baby in her arms
And the words she wrote
Would change his life forever
So he went to raise his family
On the farm
His neck was red
As alabama clay
Now he's going home
This time to stay
Where the roots run deep
On the family tree
And the tractor rolls
Through the fields of green
His neck was red
As alabama clay
Now he's going home
This time to stay
Where the roots run deep
On the family tree
And the tractor rolls
Through the fields of green
His neck is red
As alababma clay
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:11.01] First time he saw the ground get busted
[00:16.33] He was 10, it was 1952
[00:23.61] His daddy worked hard
[00:25.88] From sun up til sundown
[00:30.13] And the goin' got tough
[00:34.68] Behind them old gray mules
[00:37.01] The farm grew to be a money maker
[00:43.49] And the house he lived in
[00:47.62] Grew up room by room
[00:50.24] The boy worked hard
[00:51.85] But soon got tired of farmin'
[00:56.57] So he slipped away one night
[00:57.56] B'neath the harvest moon
[01:02.52] His neck was red
[01:05.36] As alabama clay
[01:08.89] But the city's call
[01:12.10] Pulled him away
[01:15.37] He's got a factory job
[01:18.72] And run's a big machine
[01:22.01] He don't miss the farm
[01:25.01] Or the fields of green
[01:36.29] Now the city's just a prison
[01:39.68] Without fences
[01:43.16] His job is just
[01:44.61] A routine he can't stand
[01:49.41] And at night he derams of wide open spaces
[01:56.02] Fresh dirt tween his toes and on his hands
[02:02.30] Then one day a picture came
[02:05.05] Inside a letter
[02:08.89] Of a young girl
[02:10.45] With a baby in her arms
[02:15.36] And the words she wrote
[02:16.93] Would change his life forever
[02:21.90] So he went to raise his family
[02:24.37] On the farm
[02:27.76] His neck was red
[02:30.53] As alabama clay
[02:33.93] Now he's going home
[02:37.16] This time to stay
[02:40.36] Where the roots run deep
[02:43.76] On the family tree
[02:46.97] And the tractor rolls
[02:50.17] Through the fields of green
[02:53.68] His neck was red
[02:56.76] As alabama clay
[02:59.73] Now he's going home
[03:03.05] This time to stay
[03:06.25] Where the roots run deep
[03:09.53] On the family tree
[03:13.10] And the tractor rolls
[03:16.05] Through the fields of green
[03:19.70] His neck is red
[03:25.33] As alababma clay
[03:32.45]
[00:16.33] He was 10, it was 1952
[00:23.61] His daddy worked hard
[00:25.88] From sun up til sundown
[00:30.13] And the goin' got tough
[00:34.68] Behind them old gray mules
[00:37.01] The farm grew to be a money maker
[00:43.49] And the house he lived in
[00:47.62] Grew up room by room
[00:50.24] The boy worked hard
[00:51.85] But soon got tired of farmin'
[00:56.57] So he slipped away one night
[00:57.56] B'neath the harvest moon
[01:02.52] His neck was red
[01:05.36] As alabama clay
[01:08.89] But the city's call
[01:12.10] Pulled him away
[01:15.37] He's got a factory job
[01:18.72] And run's a big machine
[01:22.01] He don't miss the farm
[01:25.01] Or the fields of green
[01:36.29] Now the city's just a prison
[01:39.68] Without fences
[01:43.16] His job is just
[01:44.61] A routine he can't stand
[01:49.41] And at night he derams of wide open spaces
[01:56.02] Fresh dirt tween his toes and on his hands
[02:02.30] Then one day a picture came
[02:05.05] Inside a letter
[02:08.89] Of a young girl
[02:10.45] With a baby in her arms
[02:15.36] And the words she wrote
[02:16.93] Would change his life forever
[02:21.90] So he went to raise his family
[02:24.37] On the farm
[02:27.76] His neck was red
[02:30.53] As alabama clay
[02:33.93] Now he's going home
[02:37.16] This time to stay
[02:40.36] Where the roots run deep
[02:43.76] On the family tree
[02:46.97] And the tractor rolls
[02:50.17] Through the fields of green
[02:53.68] His neck was red
[02:56.76] As alabama clay
[02:59.73] Now he's going home
[03:03.05] This time to stay
[03:06.25] Where the roots run deep
[03:09.53] On the family tree
[03:13.10] And the tractor rolls
[03:16.05] Through the fields of green
[03:19.70] His neck is red
[03:25.33] As alababma clay
[03:32.45]