Come on, pretty mama, let's go to Alabama

                                  Hold on, what's this feelin'?
                                                That's my heart your stealin'.
                                                That's okay my baby, I don't want it back.
                                                                   --Alecia Elliott "I'm diggin' it"
                                                                        (lyrics by Daryl Burgess/Michele McCord)
 

Come on, pretty mama, let's go to Alabama,
'Cause no one really cares what I say--
This world is much too tragic--
It lost its former magic,
And there is nothing really holding me today.

So come, pretty mama, let's go to Alabama,
We'll be picking golden daisies on our way,
They'll say that I'm crazy--
Perhaps a little lazy--
And does it really matter anyway?

You can't be brokenhearted
Over love that never started--
The more I fall in love, the more I cry--
So come, pretty mama, let's go to Alabama,
I'll be walking on this road till I die.

But if you go with me,
I promise I won't leave you--
We'll be forging like two maniacs in love--
You'll tell me something funny
About love and no money,
And I'll be cracking up along the way--
So come, pretty mama, let's go to Alabama,
We'll pack our little songs and leave today!

                                                February 12, 2000
                                             --Alexander Shaumyan