Alabama Bound

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Well the preacher got drunk
He throwed his bible down
He told the congregation
I’m Alabama bound

   I’m Alabama bound
   I’m Alabama bound
   If the train don’t run
   I’ve got a mule to ride

Well I’ve been in New York City
And I’ve been in New York town
Good lord but I’ve been in the mountains
With the blues all around

I jumped in the river
And I started to drown
I spotted a red-headed woman
Good lord I couldn’t go down