Text: Alabama. Roll On. Country Side Of Life.

You can have your buildings and your arithmatic
I don't need no crowded streets or city slicker tricks
I just need to be some place where I can move around
Look down at my toes and I can still see the ground

Give me that country side of life
Where I can stretch out right
Give me the country side
(Give me the country side)
Give me that country side of life
Where I don't get uptight
Give me the country side

Goin' down to the fishing pond where I can throw the line
It dont' matter what fish I catch I only came to rest my mind
The only fish you'll get down town ain't caught with a hook and sinker
Put on your brakes, beep beep, honk your horn look out now turn on your blinker

Give me that country side of life
Where I can stretch out right
Give me the country side
(Give me the country side)
Give me that country side of life
Where I don't get uptight
Give me the country side

Give me that country side of life
Where I don't get uptight
Give me the country side

I was born in Georgia town with a lack-a-daisy street
A laid back lover just a-playin' games and a-stayin' off of them feet
Nobody trying to get on your nerves, nobody tryin' to get what you've got
And just live and let live by the golden rule now don't it just hit the spot

Give me that country side of life
Where I can stretch out right
Give me the country side
(Give me the country side)
Give me that country side of life
Where I don't get uptight
Give me the country side

Give me that country side of life
Where I can stretch out right
Give me the country side
Give me that country side of life
Where I don't get uptight
Give me the country side