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Artist:Garth Brooks
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Album:Garth Brooks
Track:Alabama Clay
Date Added:18/10/2007
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Lyrics:Larry Cordle/R. Scaife)

First time he saw the ground get busted
He was ten and it
was 1952
His daddy worked hard from sunup to sundown
And the goin' got tough behindthem
ol' grey mules

The farm grew to be a moneymaker
And the house he lived in grew up
room by room
The boy worked hard but soon got tired of farmin'
So he slipped away one
night 'neath the harvest moon

His neck was red as Alabama clay
But the city's call
pulled him away
He's got a factory job and runs a big machine
He don't miss the farm or
the fields of green

Now the city's just a prison without fences
His job is just a
routine he can't stand
And at night he dreams of wide-open spaces
Fresh dirt between his
toes and on his hands

Then one day a picture came inside a letter
Of a young girl
with a baby in her arms
And the words she wrote would change his life forever
So he went
to raise his family on the farm

His neck is red as Alabama clay
Now he's goin' home
this time to stay
Where the roots run deep on the family tree
And the tractor rolls
through the fields of green

His neck is red as Alabama clay
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