Let Me Publishing

Lyrics

[Instrumental]

[Verse]
You know It used to be you could park for free
When you went out for a night with all your friends
But now you pay with an app stepping over trash
While hoping your car doesn’t get broke in
Well I knew it was bad when they said your trash
Had better be sorted or you’ll be fined
Well between all that and eight dollar gas
I’m thinking relocation would be just fine

[Chorus]
Take me down to Alabama
Down a little dead end red dirt road
Cause I’ve had enough of California
I need a new place to call my home
Well I ain’t too fond of the city life
Cuz them people done lost their minds
So take me down to Alabama baby
We can leave the past behind
Take me down

[Instrumental]

If you want to buy a home you’re gonna sell your soul
Unless your married to a tech bro
Good luck with insurance, baby I’m sure it’s
Gonna be fine long as it don’t rain
Well I knew it was bad when they said your taxes
Still weren’t enough so they need to be raised
Well between all that and eight dollar gas
Baby it’s time I say!!!!!……

[Chorus]
Take me down to Alabama
Down a little dead end red dirt road
Cause I’ve had enough of California
I need a new place to call my home
Well I ain’t too fond of the city life
Cuz them people done lost their minds
So take me down to Alabama baby
We can leave the past behind
Take me down

[Bridge]
Ooooo ya’ll I hope that you don’t mind
That we’re coming down here looking for a better life
I promise you that You will find
We can be good neighbors, if you give us time!


[Chorus]
Take me down to Alabama
Down a little dead end red dirt road
Cause I’ve had enough of California
I need a new place to call my home
Well I ain’t too fond of the city life
Cuz them people done lost their minds
So take me down to Alabama baby
We can leave the past behind
Take me down