Because the train is coming to carry you home Come dance with me me Come on on and dance into the light Everybody dance into the light Come on on and dance into the light Now we're here, there's no turning turning back We have one voice

The burden and the noose Just cut me me loose Lost in thought Recounting the cost when sanity became askew When turning turning the pages of life concentrated On On killing the sorrow that tears us in two A faded memory of what used to be It can't be mistaken, the

Sweet home Alabama Where the skies are so blue Lord, I'm coming home to you Big wheels keep on on turning turning Carry me me home to see my kin Singing songs about the south-land I miss 'ole' 'bamy once again And I think it's a sin Well I heard Mister Young sing

I'll stop the whole world, I'll stop the whole world Don't you ever wonder how we survive? From turning turning into a monster and eating us alive Well now that your gone, the world is ours You were my conscience, so solid, now you're like water We started

Let there be let there be love Here in the here in the dark Turning Turning me turning turning me on on Not gonna fight anymore 'Cause I want your touch (Let's go) Ah ooh like that Let there be love Yeah it feels so good that I can't hold back

When the memory leaves you Somewhere you can't make it home When the morning comes to meet you Waking light, it grew from the shadow Brace yourself to the morning low Night is gone, long way turning turning You've waited long enough to know Lay me me down in waking

Sweet home Alabama Where the skies are so blue Lord, I'm coming home to you Big wheels keep on on turning turning Carry me me home to see my kin Singing songs about the south-land I miss 'ole' 'bamy once again And I think it's a sin Well I heard Mister Young sing

I can't give you, what you think you gave me me It's time to say goodbye to turning turning tables I can't keep up with your turning turning tables Under your thumb, I can't breathe To turning turning tables I won't ask you, you to just desert me me Next time I'll be braver I'll be

It has been decided. We'll set forth on on this journey. We packed the wagons Everything arranged, there is no turning turning back The time has come All too soon A stab all through my heart The afterglow Glimmered on on the roof of our homestead We bode the nightfall

I know I ain't perfect, but look I'm working I could make a melody like, "yeah, yeah" We just turning turning up, what you really want? They tryna tell us that we can't go back there Don't tell me me you love me, me, show me me the money Where I'm from, love can go bad,