Too Much Bama in Me

Too Much ‘Bama in Me

People ask me when I’m ‘gonna move to Nashville
I say I don’t believe I ever will
Got all the huntin’ I can do in Talladega
And all the fish that I can catch in Guntersville
Well, have you ever climbed on top of Cheaha Mountain
Watched the blue sky fading with the sun
If you’ve seen the moonlight shine on the valleys and the pines
You’d understand just where I’m coming from.


(Chorus)
I’ve got too much ‘Bama in me
I’ve got red dirt in my blood
I’m a grandchild of the southland
And I thank the Lord above
I was born in the heart of Dixieland
Where the Yellow Hammer flies
I’ve got too much ‘Bama in me
And I won’t apologize.


Now I’ve had myself a time in Tuscaloosa
Held some ladies out in Muscle Shoals
And I’d love to head on back to Sylacauga
Maybe camp out where the Coosa River flows
Now I’ve got friends who live in California
And they ask me why I never come to stay
Lord they just can’t understand how I can be a happy man
When I’m living out 2,000 miles away.


(Repeat Chorus)

Now I’ve been all across this big ole country
Seen it all from sea to shining sea
We’re living in the land of milk and honey
And I have found the sweetest spot for me.

(Repeat Chorus)

I was born in the heart of Dixieland
Where the Yellow Hammer flies
I’ve got too much ‘Bama in me
And I won’t apologize.

Writer – Johnathan Page East