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Me and my best friend Lillian
And her blue tick hound dog Gideon
Sittin on the front porch cooling in the shade
Singin every song the radio played
Waitin for the Alabama sun to go down
Two red dirt girls in a red dirt town
Me and Lillian
Just across the line and a little southeast of Meridian
She loved her brother I remember back when
He was fixin up a '49 Indian
He told her 'Little sister gonna ride the wind
Up around the moon and back again"
He never got farther than Vietnam
I was standin there with her when the telegram come
For Lillian
Now he's lyin somewhere about a million miles from Meridian
She said there's not much hope for a red dirt girl
Somewhere out there is a great big world
Thats where I'm bound
And the stars might fall on Alabama
But one of these days I'm gonna swing
My hammer down
Away from this red dirt town
I'm gonna make a joyful sound
She grew up tall and she grew up thin
Buried that old dog Gideon
By a crepe myrtle bush in the back of the yard
Her daddy turned mean and her mama leaned hard
Got in trouble with a boy from town
Figured that she might as well settle down
So she dug right in
Across a red dirt line just a little south east from Meridian
Bridge:
She tried hard to love him but it never did take
It was just another way for the heart to break
So she learned to bend
But one thing they don't tell you about the blues when you got em
You keep on falling cause there ain't no bottom
There ain't no end
At least not for Lillian
Nobody knows when she started her skid
She was only 27 and she had five kids
Coulda' been the whiskey coulda been the pills
Coulda been the dream she was trying to kill
But there won't be a mention in the news of the world
About the life and the death of a red dirt girl
Named Lillian
Who never got any further across the line than Meridian
Now the stars still fall on Alabama
The night she finally laid that hammer down
Without a sound
In the red dirt ground
(supprime les barrés)