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We will keep on trying, we will keep on trying, we will keep on trying, we will keep on trying, we will keep on trying, carry me home to see my kin, singing songs about the Southland, I miss Alabama once again, and I think it's a sin, yeah. Well I heard Miss Young sing about her, well I heard O'Neal put her down, well I hope Neil Young will remember, the Southern men don't need them around anyhow, sweet home Alabama, where the skies are so blue, sweet home Alabama, Lord I'm coming home to you. And Birmingham they love the Governor, boo boo boo, yeah we all did what we could do, now Watergate does not bother me, does your conscience bother you, tell the truth, sweet home Alabama, where the skies are so blue, sweet home Alabama, Lord I'm coming home to you, Alabama. Thank you. Music sure has got the swampers, and they've been known to pick a song or two, Lord they get me off so much, to pick me up when I'm feeling blue, now how about you, sweet home Alabama, where the skies are so blue, sweet home Alabama, Lord I'm coming home to you, sweet home Alabama, where the skies are so blue, sweet home Alabama, Lord I'm coming home to you. .