She and I live in our own little world
Don't worry about the world outside
She and I agree
She and I lead a perfectly normal life
Ah but just because we aren't often seen socially
People think we've got something to hide.
But all our friends know we're just a little old fashioned
She and I
Oh ain't that great
Aint it fine
To have a love someone that others can't find
Aint it wonderful to know all we ever need is just the two of us
She and I
So wonderful
She and I
She and I share with every body else
The same wants, needs and desires
She and I save
She and I pay on everything we acquire
Ah but just because we aren't often seen separately
People think we live one life.
Its hard for them to see how anyone could be as close as
She and I
Alabama - Greatest Hits Album Lyrics
Alabama - Greatest Hits Lyrics
Writer: DAVID LOGGINS
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Mountain Music
Oh, play me some mountain music
Like grandma and grandpa used to play
Then I'll float on down the river
To a Cajun hideaway
Drift away like Tom Sawyer
Ride a raft with ol' Huck Finn
Take a nap like Rip Van Winkle
Daze dreamin' again
Oh, play me some mountain music
Like grandma and grandpa used to play
Then I'll float on down the river
To a Cajun hideaway
Swim across the river
Just to prove that I'm a man
Spend the day bein' lazy
Just bein' nature's friend
Climb a long tall hick'ry
Bend it over, "skinnin' cats."
Playin' baseball with chert rocks
Usin' sawmill slabs for bats
Play some back-home, come-on music
That comes from the heart
Play something with lots of feelin'
'Cause that's where music has to start
Oh, play me some mountain music
Like grandma and grandpa used to play
Then I'll float on down the river
To a Cajun hideaway, hey hey
Oh play me mountain music
Oh play me mountain music
Oh play me mountain music
Oh play
Yeehaw
Like grandma and grandpa used to play
Then I'll float on down the river
To a Cajun hideaway
Drift away like Tom Sawyer
Ride a raft with ol' Huck Finn
Take a nap like Rip Van Winkle
Daze dreamin' again
Oh, play me some mountain music
Like grandma and grandpa used to play
Then I'll float on down the river
To a Cajun hideaway
Swim across the river
Just to prove that I'm a man
Spend the day bein' lazy
Just bein' nature's friend
Climb a long tall hick'ry
Bend it over, "skinnin' cats."
Playin' baseball with chert rocks
Usin' sawmill slabs for bats
Play some back-home, come-on music
That comes from the heart
Play something with lots of feelin'
'Cause that's where music has to start
Oh, play me some mountain music
Like grandma and grandpa used to play
Then I'll float on down the river
To a Cajun hideaway, hey hey
Oh play me mountain music
Oh play me mountain music
Oh play me mountain music
Oh play
Yeehaw
Writer: RANDY OWEN
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Feels So Right
Whisper to me softly three words upon my skin.
No one's near and listenin', so please don't say goodbye.
Just hold me close and love me.
Press your lips to mine.
Mm, feels so right, feels so right.
Lying here beside you, I hear the echoes of your sighs.
Promise me you'll stay with me and keep warm tonight.
So hold me close and love me.
Give my heart a smile.
Mm, feels so right, feels so right.
Your body feels so gentle and my passion rises high.
You're lovin me so easy.
Your wish is my command.
Just hold me close and love me.
Tell me it won't end.
Mm, feels so right, feels so right, feels so right.
Aw, you feel so right baby.
No one's near and listenin', so please don't say goodbye.
Just hold me close and love me.
Press your lips to mine.
Mm, feels so right, feels so right.
Lying here beside you, I hear the echoes of your sighs.
Promise me you'll stay with me and keep warm tonight.
So hold me close and love me.
Give my heart a smile.
Mm, feels so right, feels so right.
Your body feels so gentle and my passion rises high.
You're lovin me so easy.
Your wish is my command.
Just hold me close and love me.
Tell me it won't end.
Mm, feels so right, feels so right, feels so right.
Aw, you feel so right baby.
Writer: RANDY OWEN
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, THE BICYCLE MUSIC COMPANY
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, THE BICYCLE MUSIC COMPANY
Old Flame
I saw you staring at each other
I saw your eyes be-gin to glow
And I could tell you once were lover's
You ain't hiding nothing I don't know
There's an old flame, burning in your eyes
That tears can't drown,and make-up can't disguise
That old flame may not be stronger, but it's been burning longer
Than any spark I might have,started in your eyes
You said it ended when he left you
You say your love for him is gone
But those old memories still up set you
For I might be a memory before to long
There's an old flame burning in your eyes
That tears can't drown and make-up can't disguise
That old flame may not be stronger, but it's been burning longer
Than any spark I might have,started in your eyes
There's an old flame burning in your eyes
That tears can't drown,and make-up can't disguise
I saw your eyes be-gin to glow
And I could tell you once were lover's
You ain't hiding nothing I don't know
There's an old flame, burning in your eyes
That tears can't drown,and make-up can't disguise
That old flame may not be stronger, but it's been burning longer
Than any spark I might have,started in your eyes
You said it ended when he left you
You say your love for him is gone
But those old memories still up set you
For I might be a memory before to long
There's an old flame burning in your eyes
That tears can't drown and make-up can't disguise
That old flame may not be stronger, but it's been burning longer
Than any spark I might have,started in your eyes
There's an old flame burning in your eyes
That tears can't drown,and make-up can't disguise
Writer: DONNY R. LOWERY, LYMAN C. JR. MCANALLY
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Tennessee River
I was born across the river
In the mountains where I call home.
Lord, times were good there.
Don't know why I ever roamed
Oh, Tennessee River and a mountain man,
We get together anytime we can.
Oh, Tennessee River and a mountain man,
We play together in Mother Nature's band.
Me and my woman's done made our plans
On the Tennessee River, walkin' hand in hand
Gonna raise a famly, Lord, settle down
Where peace and love can still be found.
Oh, Tennessee River and a mountain man,
We get together anytime we can.
Oh, Tennessee River and a mountain man,
We play together in Mother Nature's band.
In the mountains where I call home.
Lord, times were good there.
Don't know why I ever roamed
Oh, Tennessee River and a mountain man,
We get together anytime we can.
Oh, Tennessee River and a mountain man,
We play together in Mother Nature's band.
Me and my woman's done made our plans
On the Tennessee River, walkin' hand in hand
Gonna raise a famly, Lord, settle down
Where peace and love can still be found.
Oh, Tennessee River and a mountain man,
We get together anytime we can.
Oh, Tennessee River and a mountain man,
We play together in Mother Nature's band.
Writer: RANDY OWEN
Copyright: Lyrics © THE BICYCLE MUSIC COMPANY
Copyright: Lyrics © THE BICYCLE MUSIC COMPANY
Love In The First Degree
I once thought of love as a prison
A place I didn't want to be
But long ago I made a decision
To be footloose and fancy free
But you came and I was so tempted
To gamble on love just one time
I never thought that I would get caught
It seemed like a perfect crime
Baby, you left me defenseless
I've only got one plea
Lock me away inside of your love
And throw away the key
I'm guilty of love in the first degree
I thought it would be so simple
Like a thousand times before
I take what I wanted and just walk away
But I never made it to the door
Now babe I'm not begging for mercy
Go ahead and throw the book at me
If loving you's a crime
I know that I'm as guilty as a man can be
Baby, you left me defenseless
I've only got one plea
Lock me away inside of your love
And throw away the key
I'm guilty of love in the first degree
(Love in the first degree) Oh yeah, oh yeah
Baby, you left me defenseless
I've only got one plea
Lock me away inside of your love
And throw away the key
I'm guilty of love in the first degree
Love in the first degree oh yea
Love in the first degree
Love in the first degree oh yea
Love in the first degree
Love in the first degree
A place I didn't want to be
But long ago I made a decision
To be footloose and fancy free
But you came and I was so tempted
To gamble on love just one time
I never thought that I would get caught
It seemed like a perfect crime
Baby, you left me defenseless
I've only got one plea
Lock me away inside of your love
And throw away the key
I'm guilty of love in the first degree
I thought it would be so simple
Like a thousand times before
I take what I wanted and just walk away
But I never made it to the door
Now babe I'm not begging for mercy
Go ahead and throw the book at me
If loving you's a crime
I know that I'm as guilty as a man can be
Baby, you left me defenseless
I've only got one plea
Lock me away inside of your love
And throw away the key
I'm guilty of love in the first degree
(Love in the first degree) Oh yeah, oh yeah
Baby, you left me defenseless
I've only got one plea
Lock me away inside of your love
And throw away the key
I'm guilty of love in the first degree
Love in the first degree oh yea
Love in the first degree
Love in the first degree oh yea
Love in the first degree
Love in the first degree
Writer: Jim Hurt, Tim J. Dubois, Timothy James Dubois
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
40 Hour Week (For a Livin)
There are people in this country who work hard every day
Not for fame or fortune do they strive
But the fruits of their labor are worth more than their pay
And it's time a few of them were recognized
Hello Detroit auto workers, let me thank you for your time
You work a forty hour week for a livin', just to send it on down the line
Hello Pittsburgh steel mill workers, let me thank you for your time
You work a forty hour week for a livin', just to send it on down the line
This is for the one who swings the hammer, driving home the nail
Or the one behind the counter, ringing up the sale
Or the one who fights the fires, the one who brings the mail
For everyone who works behind the scenes
You can see them every morning in the factories and the fields
In the city streets and the quiet country towns
Working together like spokes inside a wheel
They keep this country turning around
Hello Kansas wheat field farmer, let me thank you for your time
You work a forty hour week for a livin', just to send it on down the line
Hello West Virginia coal miner, let me thank you for your time
You work a forty hour week for a livin', just to send it on down the line
This is for the one who drives the big rig, up and down the road
Or the one out in the warehouse, bringing in the load
Or the waitress, the mechanic, the policeman on patrol
For everyone who works behind the scenes
With a spirit you can't replace with no machine
Hello America let me thank you for your time
Not for fame or fortune do they strive
But the fruits of their labor are worth more than their pay
And it's time a few of them were recognized
Hello Detroit auto workers, let me thank you for your time
You work a forty hour week for a livin', just to send it on down the line
Hello Pittsburgh steel mill workers, let me thank you for your time
You work a forty hour week for a livin', just to send it on down the line
This is for the one who swings the hammer, driving home the nail
Or the one behind the counter, ringing up the sale
Or the one who fights the fires, the one who brings the mail
For everyone who works behind the scenes
You can see them every morning in the factories and the fields
In the city streets and the quiet country towns
Working together like spokes inside a wheel
They keep this country turning around
Hello Kansas wheat field farmer, let me thank you for your time
You work a forty hour week for a livin', just to send it on down the line
Hello West Virginia coal miner, let me thank you for your time
You work a forty hour week for a livin', just to send it on down the line
This is for the one who drives the big rig, up and down the road
Or the one out in the warehouse, bringing in the load
Or the waitress, the mechanic, the policeman on patrol
For everyone who works behind the scenes
With a spirit you can't replace with no machine
Hello America let me thank you for your time
Writer: DAVID LOGGINS, DON SCHLITZ, LISA MIRIAM SILVER
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Why Lady Why
Why, lady, why, can't I leave you alone?
I try, lady, try, but the feeling's too strong.
You stay on my mind. Feel just like a fool.
Why, lady, why, can't I get over you?
Why, lady, why? It was easy before.
I try, lady, try, but it ain't easy no more.
To be on my way would be the best thing to do.
Why, lady, why, can't I get over you?
Why, lady, why, can't I leave you alone?
I try, lady, try, but the feeling's too strong.
To be on my way would be the best thing to do.
Why, lady, why, can't I get over you?
I try, lady, try, but the feeling's too strong.
You stay on my mind. Feel just like a fool.
Why, lady, why, can't I get over you?
Why, lady, why? It was easy before.
I try, lady, try, but it ain't easy no more.
To be on my way would be the best thing to do.
Why, lady, why, can't I get over you?
Why, lady, why, can't I leave you alone?
I try, lady, try, but the feeling's too strong.
To be on my way would be the best thing to do.
Why, lady, why, can't I get over you?
Writer: TEDDY GENTRY, RICHARD SCOTT
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, THE BICYCLE MUSIC COMPANY
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, THE BICYCLE MUSIC COMPANY
The Fans
Before we ever made the headlines
Or toured the concert halls
We survived our share of bar rooms
Stared at many motel walls.
The years in Carolina
And all the one night stands
What kept the fires a burnin'
Back then, was you the fans.
We two stepped out to Texas
Round and round the dance hall floors
Played the fair in Minnesota, mm
I wish we could've played one more.
We hope you remember
We're just the boys in the band
And what keeps the fires a burnin'
Is always, you the fans.
(la da da, da da, la da)
I wish this night could last forever
Ah, but the show must go on
And we'll take home the memories
And we'll leave you with our songs.
It's been good to see ya'll
Can we come back again? and again, and again
What keeps the fires a burnin'
In us, is you the fans.
As long as you remember, the boys in the band
We'll keep the fires a burnin'
For all of You
Our fans...
Or toured the concert halls
We survived our share of bar rooms
Stared at many motel walls.
The years in Carolina
And all the one night stands
What kept the fires a burnin'
Back then, was you the fans.
We two stepped out to Texas
Round and round the dance hall floors
Played the fair in Minnesota, mm
I wish we could've played one more.
We hope you remember
We're just the boys in the band
And what keeps the fires a burnin'
Is always, you the fans.
(la da da, da da, la da)
I wish this night could last forever
Ah, but the show must go on
And we'll take home the memories
And we'll leave you with our songs.
It's been good to see ya'll
Can we come back again? and again, and again
What keeps the fires a burnin'
In us, is you the fans.
As long as you remember, the boys in the band
We'll keep the fires a burnin'
For all of You
Our fans...
Writer: GREG FOWLER, RANDY OWEN, TEDDY GENTRY
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
My Homes In Alabama
(Randy Owen/Teddy Gentry)
Drinkin' was forbidden in my Christian country home
I learned to play the flattop on them good ol' Gospel songs
Then I heard about the barrooms just across the Georgia line
Where a boy could make a livin' playin' guitar late at night
Had to learn about the ladies, too young to understand
Why the young girls fall in love with the boys in the band
When the boys turn to music, the girls just turn away
To some other guitar picker in some other late night place
Yeah, held on to my music, I let the ladies walk away
Took my songs and dreams to Nashville then I moved on to L.A.
Up to New York City all across the USA
I lost so much of me but there's enough of me to say that my
Home's in Alabama, no matter where I lay my head
My home's in Alabama, Southern born and Southern bred
What keeps me goin' I don't really know
Can't be the money Lord knows I'm always broke
Could it be the satisfaction of bein' understood
When the people really love ya and let you know when it's good
Oh I'll speak my Southern English just as natural as I please
I'm in the heart of Dixie, Dixie's in the heart of me
And someday when I make it, when love finds a way
Somewhere high on Lookout Mountain I'll just smile with pride and say that my
Home's in Alabama, no matter where I lay my head
My home's in Alabama, Southern born and Southern bred
Southern born and Southern bred
Southern born and Southern bred
And my home's in Alabama, no matter where I lay my head
My home's in Alabama, Southern born and Southern bred
Southern born and Southern bred
Southern born and Southern bred
Drinkin' was forbidden in my Christian country home
I learned to play the flattop on them good ol' Gospel songs
Then I heard about the barrooms just across the Georgia line
Where a boy could make a livin' playin' guitar late at night
Had to learn about the ladies, too young to understand
Why the young girls fall in love with the boys in the band
When the boys turn to music, the girls just turn away
To some other guitar picker in some other late night place
Yeah, held on to my music, I let the ladies walk away
Took my songs and dreams to Nashville then I moved on to L.A.
Up to New York City all across the USA
I lost so much of me but there's enough of me to say that my
Home's in Alabama, no matter where I lay my head
My home's in Alabama, Southern born and Southern bred
What keeps me goin' I don't really know
Can't be the money Lord knows I'm always broke
Could it be the satisfaction of bein' understood
When the people really love ya and let you know when it's good
Oh I'll speak my Southern English just as natural as I please
I'm in the heart of Dixie, Dixie's in the heart of me
And someday when I make it, when love finds a way
Somewhere high on Lookout Mountain I'll just smile with pride and say that my
Home's in Alabama, no matter where I lay my head
My home's in Alabama, Southern born and Southern bred
Southern born and Southern bred
Southern born and Southern bred
And my home's in Alabama, no matter where I lay my head
My home's in Alabama, Southern born and Southern bred
Southern born and Southern bred
Southern born and Southern bred
Writer: RANDY OWEN, TEDDY GENTRY
Copyright: Lyrics © THE BICYCLE MUSIC COMPANY
Copyright: Lyrics © THE BICYCLE MUSIC COMPANY
Greatest Hits is the first compilation album by American country music band Alabama. The album was released by RCA Records in 1986, and has since been certified platinum for sales of 5 million units by the Recording Industry Association of America.
By the mid-1980s, Alabama had become the most dominant act in country music. During the first half of the decade, the Fort Payne, Alabama-based group had 18 No. 1 songs in as many single releases (discounting their 1982 Christmas single, "Christmas in Dixie"). They had released six multi-platinum albums and had won many awards from the Country Music Association and Academy of Country Music.
Alabama's first greatest hits album includes eight of their hit singles; seven of those reached No. 1 on the Billboard magazine Hot Country Singles chart between 1980 and 1985. The eighth song of that group was "My Home's in Alabama", widely considered by fans to be their signature tune (despite only reaching No. 17).
Extended live concert versions of "My Home's in Alabama" and "Tennessee River", recorded at June Jam in 1985, are presented on this album. The album-length versions of "Why, Lady, Why" and "Mountain Music" are also included, as opposed to their respective single/radio edits. The version of "She and I" included here (complete with false fade-out toward the end of the song) runs more than five minutes, nearly 1½ minutes longer than the single edit.
The album contains two new tracks. Of these, "She and I" was the only single release, and it became the band's 19th No. 1 song in April 1986. The other song, "The Fans", is Alabama's ode of thanks to their fans. It was played in the 1993 DieHard 500 during the pre-race ceremonies to dedicate the now-deceased Davey Allison.
Genre(s):
Country By the mid-1980s, Alabama had become the most dominant act in country music. During the first half of the decade, the Fort Payne, Alabama-based group had 18 No. 1 songs in as many single releases (discounting their 1982 Christmas single, "Christmas in Dixie"). They had released six multi-platinum albums and had won many awards from the Country Music Association and Academy of Country Music.
Alabama's first greatest hits album includes eight of their hit singles; seven of those reached No. 1 on the Billboard magazine Hot Country Singles chart between 1980 and 1985. The eighth song of that group was "My Home's in Alabama", widely considered by fans to be their signature tune (despite only reaching No. 17).
Extended live concert versions of "My Home's in Alabama" and "Tennessee River", recorded at June Jam in 1985, are presented on this album. The album-length versions of "Why, Lady, Why" and "Mountain Music" are also included, as opposed to their respective single/radio edits. The version of "She and I" included here (complete with false fade-out toward the end of the song) runs more than five minutes, nearly 1½ minutes longer than the single edit.
The album contains two new tracks. Of these, "She and I" was the only single release, and it became the band's 19th No. 1 song in April 1986. The other song, "The Fans", is Alabama's ode of thanks to their fans. It was played in the 1993 DieHard 500 during the pre-race ceremonies to dedicate the now-deceased Davey Allison.
Length: 48:21
Released: January 1st, 1986
Year: 1986