Alabama Rain Songtext

von Jim Croce

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
That we were walking in the Ala -- bama rain

Drive-in movies friday night, drinking beer and laughin'
Somehow things were always right, just don't know what hap-pened
Now and then I find myself thinking of the days
That we were walking in the Ala -- bama rain

We were only kids but then, I never heard it said
That kids can't fall in love and feel the same
I can still remember the first time I told I loved you

On a dusty mid July, country summer's evening
A weeping willow sung its lullaby and shared our se - cret
Now and then I find myself thinking of the days
That we were walking in the Ala -- bama rain