Teksty: Nanci Griffith. Alabama Soft Spoken Blues.
Southern man, you sure are pretty, got a smile to still the city
And, Lord, you know you got those sleepy eyes
Alabama sweet-talking baby, calmed the heart of a lonely lady
You kept me flying high and the leaving easy
And it's Dallas in the rain and I was dreaming
October wind is still blowing, Lord, you know the songs were flowing
From a broken-hearted lady by the wayside
Listen to my song, you kept it ringing clean and strong
You held me like an angel to confide in
And I tried to make you home but I was dreaming
Lord, I guess you just ain't home
That damned old telephone is trying hard to help me find the lines here
Wish that you could understand why I love the other man
He gives me truth and reason I believe in
Alabama soft spoken blues again, Alabama soft spoken blues again
Early morning fog is rolling in, it's time for leaving
Alabama soft spoken blues
And, Lord, you know you got those sleepy eyes
Alabama sweet-talking baby, calmed the heart of a lonely lady
You kept me flying high and the leaving easy
And it's Dallas in the rain and I was dreaming
October wind is still blowing, Lord, you know the songs were flowing
From a broken-hearted lady by the wayside
Listen to my song, you kept it ringing clean and strong
You held me like an angel to confide in
And I tried to make you home but I was dreaming
Lord, I guess you just ain't home
That damned old telephone is trying hard to help me find the lines here
Wish that you could understand why I love the other man
He gives me truth and reason I believe in
Alabama soft spoken blues again, Alabama soft spoken blues again
Early morning fog is rolling in, it's time for leaving
Alabama soft spoken blues
Griffith Nanci
Griffith Nanci
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