1, 2, 3   Turn it up      Big wheels keep on turning   Carry me home to see my kin   Singing songs about the Southland   I miss Alabama once again   And I think it's a sin, yes      Well, I heard Mr. Young sing about her   Well, I heard ol' Neil put her down   Well, I hope Neil Young will remember   A Southern man don't need him around anyhow      Sweet home Alabama   Where the skies are so blue   Sweet home Alabama   Lord, I'm coming home to you      In Birmingham they love the governor, boo boo boo   Now we all did what we could do   Now Watergate does not bother me   Does your conscience bother you? Tell the truth      Sweet home Alabama   Where the skies are so blue   Sweet home Alabama   Lord, I'm coming home to you   Here I come, Alabama      Ah ah ah   Alabama, ah ah ah   Alabama, ah ah ah   Alabama, ah ah ah   Alabama      Now Muscle Shoals has got the swampers   And they've been known to pick a song or two   (Yes, they do!)   Lord, they get me off so much   They pick me up when I'm feeling blue, now how about you?      Sweet home Alabama   Where the skies are so blue   Sweet home Alabama   Lord, I'm coming home to you      Sweet home Alabama, oh, sweet home baby   Where the skies are so blue and the governor's true   Sweet home Alabama, Lordy   Lord, I'm coming home to you, yeah yeah   Montgomery's got the answer