Jason Isbell - Alabama Pines
C B
Well I moved into this room if you can call it that a week ago
A
I never do what I'm supposed to do
G F
C
I don't even need a name anymore No one calls it out kind of vanishes away
C B
And I can't get to sleep at night the parking lots so loud and bright
A
The AC hasn't worked in years
G F
Probably never made a single person cold but I can't say the same for me
C
I've done it many times
C B A G F C
Somebody take me home through those Alabama Pines
You can't drive through Talladega on a weekend in October
So head up north to Jacksonville cut around and over
Watch your speed in Boulder Springs They ain't got a thing to do they'll get you every time
Somebody take me home through those Alabama Pines
Somebody take me home through those Alabama Pines
Ohh Ohh
And if we pass through on a Sunday better make a stop at Wayne's
It's the only open liquor store north and I can't stand the pain of being by myself
Without a little help on a Sunday afternoon
And I needed that damn woman like a dream needs gasoline
and I tried to be some ancient kind of man
One that's never seen the beauty in the world but I tried to chase it down
and make the whole thing mine
Somebody take me home through those Alabama Pines
Somebody take me home through those Alabama Pines
Ohh Ohh
I've been stuck here in this town if you can call it that a year or two
I never do what I'm supposed to do
I don't even need a name anymore No one calls it out Kind of vanishes away
And no one gives a damn about the things I give a damn about
The liberties that we can't do without seem to disappear like ghosts in the air
And we don't even care kind of vanishes away