Alabama Skies (studio version)
Album: Self Titled
By: Chuck Howard
By: Chuck Howard
Duration
3:54
Genres
Description
I have been writing songs for a long time, but this one caught me by surprise. I have traveled all over the world but never lived in the state my father was born in. Now, along the gulf coast, in Foley, Al, I am home.
Lyrics
I remember my grand dad Arms like telephone poles Worked hard to raise ten kids Helped build these Bama roads He taught my daddy values My daddy passed on to me loved us til the very end So when I look up I see Chorus Those Alabama skies That's where I want to be Place in my mind Where I feel free From the top of the hills To the Gulf of Mexico Under Alabama skies That's where I wanna be Verse I've been to the Orient And I've seen the middle east A lot of crazy places in between Still could find no peace Met all kinds of people Some I could never please Been around this big old world enough Time to pack my bags and leave Chorus x2
