Alabama’s Song Songtext
von Allan Rayman

She′s got a candle lit by her window
With a double-barrel shotgun next to her rocking chair
She's been waiting
Yeah
Now, this old lady, she′s been waiting 12 years now
For nothing else she cares
A beat-up Winnebago in the American desert
A dirt road leads to an abandoned oil farm
And tumbleweed is the most movement that it sees

Her car stays parked in the lot still filled with gasoline
Who knows, maybe one day she'll need it
Should James ever turn up
And she decides to act upon her basic instincts, she will need it
That get-away car and those dead roses on her shelf
Are the only things that she holds dear anymore
James made a promise that he can't keep anymore
But he′ll try to
Oh, he′ll try to


Oh, he's in too deep
She′s been waiting for him
She's got something for him
Well, he′s under her skin
Oh, he don't know it
But he′s comin' home to somethin'

The tires on his pickup pick up dirt on his way in
She can see him from a mile away
James has come to confess his sins and gather the love that he once leaned on
She sits patiently determined to commit her first
Silence

She hears his footsteps as he makes his way to the front door
She shoulders her weapon
"Sweetheart?"
Silence
James steps into the Winnebago
"Sweetheart, I′m home"

She feels a rush so strong she could cum from the feeling that those eyes and his voice
Memories of love and laughter
Sheets that hold them in the night
Never letting in that morning after
She remembers
Bang
She remembered
Everything


Oh, he′s in too deep
She's been waiting for him
She′s got something for him
Well, he's under her skin
Oh, he don′t know it
But he's comin′ home to somethin'

Off she goes
Full tank and a bag of clothes
Nothing but fire behind her
She speeds up that dirt road
She's finally free
Mr. Roadhouse is finally free