Sweet Peace in Alabama Revisited
It's warming harmonics running so smoothly, all modulated,
While a rhythmic hand is strumming, of such a vibrant pitch.
Sweet peace, in Alabama, now as a voice so coolly joins in,
All of its rhyming chords fingered and made without a hitch.
Picking an arpeggio tune and with its own alternating spaces,
Returning lines to each interlude, such time honoured places.
Words of much affection voiced, without any lasting deflection,
Reflection of a time, was so cordial, with its own special paces.
A song full of emotion portrayed about those southern times,
Its sounds, all so comforting, are sublime, its words in rhymes.
A place of such a peace, of those so cherished bygone days,
Happier back then, where everyone was a friend, for always.
Fingers finding chords and returning, smoothly, in its refrain,
A mellowing voice does so accompany, in lyrics all so plain.
A rare reminder of special ways, there, of down-home living,
Sharing of the fondest memories, days of a life so forgiving.
If you're ever to be so lucky to live there, you'll never want to leave,
Any farm found there in southern climes if one should you receive.
Songs are sung in such mellow tones, of its tremolo, triad, vibrato,
A Flattop, ringing, a fretting of six strings in tune, brings a crescendo.
That sweetest home, of every Alabama child, is the best place for all,
There is where a young girl and boy can grow up right, strong, so tall.
Never to be forgotten, wonderful times, all held so fast in our memory,
Homes of kindest folks, sincere in their hearts, this is the place for me.
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