Alabama Sampler - Home Free

Like grandmaw and grandpaw use to play

And I’ll float on down the river

To a kitchen hide away

Clear creeks and cold mountain mornings

Honest work out in the fields

Corn bread in my mama’s kitchen

Daddy sayin' grace before the meal

Family ties run deep in this land

And I’m never very far from what I am

I was born country

And that’s what I’ll always be

Like the rivers and the woodlands

Wild and free (running wild and free)

I got a hundred years of down home

Running through my blood

I was born country and this country’s what I love

I was born country

I’m in a hurry

I’m in a hurry to get things done

Oh I rush and rush until life’s no fun

All I really gotta do is live and die

But I’m in a hurry and don’t know why

If you’re gonna play in Texas

You gotta have a fiddle in the band

That lead guitar is hot but not for a Louisiana man

So rosin up that bow for fated love and let’s all dance

If you’re gonna play in Texas you gotta have a fiddle in the band

White tail buck deer, munchin' on clover

Red tail hawk, sittin' on a rail

Chubby ol groundhog, croakin' bullfrog

Free as a feeling in the wind

Lucky as a seven, livin in Heaven

Yeah with my dixieland delight

Spend my dollar

Parked in a holler 'neath the mountain moonlight

Hold her up tight (hold her up tight)

Make a little lovin'

A little turtle dovin' on a Mason Dixon night

Fits my life (fits my life)

Oh so right (oh so right)

My dixieland delight

Oh I believe, there are angels among us

Sent down to us from somewhere up above

They come to you and me, in our darkest hours

To show us how to live

To teach us how to give

To guide us with a light of love

To guide us with a light of love