Alabama Man

Sweet · Other Songs - Sweet

3 down, 2 up



He's gonna take a shot



Alabama green base



The dice is his vice



He throws those dice, to save his life



He's spinning around, with the wheel....



Alabama fever, yeah



He's gone too far



That mississippi man



He wants to be a star



But the New York hustler,huh



He's got his eye on him



With his fingers in his pocket



Of that satin vest,yeah



He'll bring him down



To see his shot



To call his bluff



Yeah just to put him down



When the aces are around



Hey mister, you got a spare place here?



Well,I'm just passin' through



And I need to waste some time



On my way down the line, yeah



Alabama fever



He's gone too far,huh



Ok Buddy, you can pull up a chair



But the New York hustler



Oh, he wasn't aware



Of the rules of the game,huh



He'll high roll no more



He reached too far



Into the pocket of that satin vest



Goodbye Alabama, hello Skid Row



He's going back



Skid Row I'm coming; I got,



I went too far



I'm coming back