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Artist/Band: Jim White
Lyrics for Song: Alabama Chrome
Lyrics for Album: Funny Little Cross To Bear [2009]



Sunday I am young and wild,

Monday I go lame. Tuesday I start twitching,

Wednesday I'm insane. Thursday I lay dying,

Friday I'm quite dead. Saturday I get carried away

by things better left unsaid. But heaven ain't no place, brother, and

love ain't no word sister.

And prison ain't no building made of iron bars and

stone. You can seek the rhyme and reason,

but in the realm of the unknown you won't catch no

true reflections in that "Alabama Chrome." For there's mountains you

will scale with ease, yet molehills where you stumble.

Sins you so regret and yet other sins that you enjoy. Harps can beg

forgiveness, and the guitars can scream pain,

but the contradictions are larger than any language

can explain. For in the

secret territory where the preachers come to steal

the jewel of your heart, for they have no treasure of their own, there

lies a sacred window, in your hand the perfect stone.

You'd throw it, but you arms are bound 'round with that "Alabama

Chrome." The heat it is withering,

humidity smothering. Strip of silver tape,

a sly lie covering dent in the side of the

redneck ride. Going deep for the Crimson Tide.

Yeah! Gonna bump to the thump of the Selma slammer. Wanna jump up and down

like a wack jackhammer. Sing a little 'Sweet Home Alabama'

- Jimmy gimme wink like a big flimflammer. Bone tired and so

weary of treating truth as a lie,

I been hunkered down in the bunker of some fools alibi.

Squint harder you will see the

slim tether of the saints.

It's whipping wild in the hurricane of all that is

and all that ain't. 'Cause there's angels in

the shed mother and spiders in the bed brother and

ghosts inside my head father, no I am not alone. My mind is teeth

without a mouth, my thoughts are marrow without bone.

My eyes are blinded by a thousand layers of that god damn "Alabama

Chrome."


Album Lyrics: Funny Little Cross To Bear [2009]


Jim White
"Funny Little Cross To Bear [2009]"


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