Besedila:
Skynyrd Lynyrd

Two feet they come a creepin' like a black cat do And two bodies are lyin' naked creeper think he got nothin' to lose So he creeps into this house, oh

Going down to the swamp Gonna watch me a hound dog catch a 'coon Well, I'm going down to the swamp Gonna watch me a hound dog catch a 'coon You know the

Well, I'll tell you plainly, baby What I plan to do 'Cause I may be crazy tomorrow But I ain't no fool Your daddy's rich, mama You're overdue But I ain

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'

Have you heard that rumor that's goin' around My baby's got a man, Lord way across town It's the same old story, tell me where will it end Yes, I heard

I'd like to tell you all a story About a friend of mine Who liked to drink good whiskey, oh Lord And have a real good time His woman, you know she left

A train roll on, on down the line Won't you please take me far away? Now feel the wind blowing outside my door Means I, I'm leaving my woman behind Lordy

Thirty days, Lord and thirty nights I'm comin' home on an airplane flight Mama waitin' at the ticket line "Tell me son why do you stand there cryin'?"

Floyd was a trapper way back in the holler Made moonshine so he could make a dollar Six feet tall, dressed in overalls And wore himself a long gray beard