ALABAMA – Down This Road

Down this road there’s an old brick house
My mama cried the day that I moved out
And my first summer job was pumpin’ gas and fixin’ flats
Out at Henry Walker’s Texaco
Down this road, down this road

Down this road there’s a maple tree
In a cotton field where Jenny first kissed me
And I can still remember the night she said goodbye
I stood there like a fool and watched her go
Down this road, down this road

And it goes on forever
And it goes by too fast
It’ll take you anywhere you want to go
And every memory will bring you back

Down this road there’s a small white church
Daddy lived his life by the preacher’s word
He raised me right, I could always feel his love
Even when the angels called him home
Down this road

And it goes on forever
And it goes by too fast
It’ll take you anywhere you want to go
And every memory will bring you back

Down this road
Down this road
Down this road…