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Alabama : Harvest
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O h Alabama; the devil fools with the best laid plans.
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Swing low Alabama
F D
You got spare change, you got to feel strange
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And now the moment is all that it meant.
Chorus:
Am7
Alabama, you got the weight on your shoulders
C D
That’s breaking your back.
Am7
Your cadillac has got a wheel in the ditch
C D
And a wheel on the track
Oh Alabama, Banjos playing through the broken glass
Windows down in Alabama.
See the old folks tied in white ropes
Hear the banjo; don’t it take you down home?
Chorus
Oh Alabama; can I see you and shake your hand.
Make friends down in Alabama.
I’m from a new land
I come to you and see all this ruin
What are you doin’?
Am7
Alabama,
C D
You got the rest of the union to help you along
Am7 F G Em7
What’s goin’ wrong? (hold)
notes:
Am7: 002010
Em7: 020000 or 022030 as appropriate
