She'd rather wear a pair of cut-off jeans
Than a fancy evening dress
And with her windows rolled down and her hair blown all around
She's a hot southern mess...
She'll take a beer over white wine
And a campfire over candlelight
And when it comes to love, oh her idea of
A romantic night...

Is listenin' to old Alabama
Drivin' through Tennessee...
A little Dixieland Delight at the Right Time of the Night
And she can't keep her hands off of me - ee - eee

And now we're rollin' down an old back road
I got the steering wheel in one hand...
We'll find a hideaway where she and I can play
In Mother Nature's band...

Now we're listenin' to old Alabama
Parked somewhere in Tennessee...
A little Dixieland Delight and It Feels So Right
And it's Love In The First Degree - ee - eee!

Forget about Sinatra or Coltrane
Or some ol' Righteous Brothers song
Hey even Barry White ain't gonna work tonight
If you really wanna turn her on
Play some back home, come on music that comes from the heart
Play something with lots of feeling, 'cause that's where music has to start

Now we're listenin' to old Alabama
And we're drivin' through Tennessee
A little Dixieland Delight and It Feels So Right
And its Love in the First Degree...
Yeah!
You know we're listenin' to old Alabama, (old Alabama)
Drivin' through Tennessee, (Tennessee)
A little Why Lady Why at The Right Time of The Night
Oh and she can't keep her hands off of me - ee - eee

Oh, play me some old Alabama
Oh, play me some old Alabama
Won't you play me some old Alabama
Oh, play
Yeee-haw!!!