Текст песни Alabama Rain - Marc Roberts

Lazy days in mid-July
Country Sunday mornin'
Dusty haze on summer highways
Sweet magnolia callin'

But now and then
I find myself
Thinkin' of the days
When we were walkin' in the Alabama rain

Drive-in movies, Friday nights
Drinkin' beer and laughin'
Somehow things were always right
I just don't know what happened

But now and then
I find myself
Thinkin' of the days
When we were walkin' in the Alabama rain

We were only kids but then
I never heard it said
That kids can't fall in love
And feel the same
I can still remember the first time
I told you I loved you

On a dusty mid-July
Country summer's evenin'
A weepin' willow sang it's lullabies
And shared it's secrets

But now and then
I find myself
Thinkin' of the days
When we were walkin' in the Alabama rain
But now and then
I find myself
Thinkin' of the days
When we were walkin' in the Alabama rain
Walkin' in the Alabama rain.