Where I'm From

Heaven knows this ain't no Margaret Mitchell where the oak trees meet the pines I know it might sound kinda simple oh but it's mine oh it's mine Thought I heard a logman cuttin' timber down the Mississippi line I'm up the old Tombigbee river high as the pines, all the time Elegamment les batos passant ben on la flota vec du van all I'm trying to say is I'm never far away from Alabama frame of mind Jubilation risin' on the bayou celebration in the wind Father Pat gives benediction cross the Coden bridge again Crickets spreadin' rumors by the shoreline with the lonesome lady whine crab trap full of nothin I'm high as the tide, all the time