My Homes In Alabama(Chords)

	        4/4 time  
  
Here's the pattern I use to play the acoustic music in the background (very   
close to yours)(unfortunately, I can't play any lead parts on it right now):  
                                                                              
ocultar tablatura
     (Am7                   D)  
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-------1------------1-----------3------------3---  
----0-----0------0-----0-----2-----2------2-----2  
--------------------------0------------0---------  
-0------------0----------------------------------  
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I just use that same type of pattern for all of the chords, each note picked   
being an 8th note.  
  
(Am7    D    Am7    D)   (repeat once)  
  
(D)Drinkin' was forbidden in my (Dmaj7)Christian country home  
I (D7)learned to play the flattop on them (G)good ol' Gospel songs  
Then I (C)heard about the barrooms just a(A)cross the Georgia line  
Where a (A7)boy could make a livin' playin' (D)guitar late at night    
                                                                    
(same chords for other verses)  
Had to learn about the ladies; too young to understand   
why the young girls fall in love with the boys in the band  
When the boys turn to music, the girls just turn away   
to some other guitar picker in some other late night place  
  
Yeah, I held on to my music; I let the ladies walk away  
took my songs and dreams to Nashville and then on to L.A.  
Up to New York City, all across the USA  
I lost so much of me but there's enough of me to say (that my)  

.(G)-.home's -(A)in Ala(D)bama, no matter (Am7)where I lay my (D)head  
My (G)home's(A)in Ala(F#m)bama, Southern (G)born and Southern (D)bred 
 
(D  Am7  D  Am7  D)    
  
What keeps me goin'?  I don't really know.  
can't be the money the Lord knows I'm always broke  
could it be the satisfaction of bein' understood  
when the people really love ya and let you know when it's good  
  
Well I'll speak my Southern English just as natural as I please  
I'm in the heart of Dixie, Dixie's in the heart of me  
and someday when I make it, when love finds a way  
somewhere high on Lookout Mountain I'll just smile with pride and say that my  

	        

Written by Randy Owen and Teddy Gentry