Alabama Rain

Alabama Rain - Jim Croce (吉姆·克羅斯)

Lazy days in mid July

Country Sunday morning's

Dusty haze on summer highways

Sweet magnolia callin'

But now and then I find myself

Thinkin' of the days

That we were walking in

The Alabama rain

Drive in movies Friday nights

Drinkin' beer and laughin'

Somehow things were always right

I just don't know what happened

But now and then I find myself

Thinkin' of the days

When we were walking in

The Alabama rain

We were only kids

But then I've never heard it said

That kids can't fall in love

And feel the same

I can still remember the first time

I told you I love you

On a dusty mid July

Country summer's evening's

Weepin' willows sang its lullaby

And shared our secret

But now and then I find myself

Thinkin' of the days

That we were walking in

The Alabama rain

Walking in the Alabama rain