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I never will go back to Alabama, that is not the place for me (2x) |
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You know they killed my sister and my brother, |
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and the whole world let them peoples go down there free |
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I never will love Alabama, Alabama seem to never have loved poor me (2x) |
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Oh God I wish you would rise up one day, |
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lead my peoples to the land of pea' |
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My brother was taken up for my mother, and a police officer shot him down (2x) |
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I can't help but to sit down and cry sometime, |
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think about how my poor brother lost his life |
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Alabama, Alabama, why you want to be so mean (2x) |
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You got my people behind a barbwire fence, |
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now you tryin' to take my freedom away from me |
