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VERSE 1

I've had a mighty busy day,
I've had to pack my things away,
Now I'm goin' to give the landlord back his key —
The very key
That opened up my dreary flat,
Where many weary nights I sat
Thinking of the folks down home who think of me.
You can bet you'll find me singing happily. . . .

REFRAIN

When the midnight choo-choo leaves for Alabam',
I'll be right there,
I've got my fare.
When I see that rusty-haired conductor man,
I'll grab him by the collar
And I'll holler,
" Alabam'! Alabam'! "
That's where you stop your train
That brings me back again,
Down home where I'll remain
Where my honey-lamb am.
I will be right there with bells
When that old conductor yells,
" All aboard! All aboard!
All aboard for Alabam'. "

VERSE 2

The minute that I reach the place
I'm goin' to over-feed my face,
'Cause I haven't had a good meal since the day
I went away.
I'm goin' to kiss my Pa and Ma
A dozen times for ev'ry star
Shining over Alabama's new-mown hay;
I'll be glad enough to throw myself away.

REPEAT REFRAIN
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