Lazy days in mid July.
Country Sunday mornings.
Dusty haze on summer highways.
Sweet magnolia calling.
Now and then I find myself thinking of the days
when we were walking in the Alabama rain.
Drivin’ movies Friday nights,
drinkin’ beers & laughin’.
Somehow things will always right.
Just don’t know what happened.
Now and then I find myself thinking of the days
when we were walking in the Alabama rain.
We were only kids but then I never heard it said
that kiss can falling in love and feel the same.
I can still remember the first time
I told you I love you.
All the dust in mid July.
Country summer’s evening.
Weeping willow sang its lullaby share our secret.
Now and then I find myself thinking of the days
when we were walking in the Alabama rain.
Walking in the Alabama rain.

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