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  1. Andalusia

From the album Red Beet Records - 2008

Lyrics

(Peter Cooper) Well Known Music/SESAC/admin. by BUG Music

It’s a town in Alabama, and my grandfather used to live there. And Hank Williams used to live there. And those two sounded just exactly alike when they talked. They didn’t sing alike. My grandfather sang like Bing Crosby.

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He was just a young man
Felt better with a bottle in his hand
Drank it down like it was gonna cure him
It didn’t cure him, it was poison to him
And Andalusia was just another stop on the circuit
Greenville, Brewton, Georgiana
When the world was the middle of Alabama


Andalusia
Andalusia
Looking for a specter, looking for the fabric
Walking down a hot street, straining for a melody
That sounds something like kin to me
In Andalusia


My grandmama was from Bay Minette
Grandaddy hadn’t met her yet
When he saw Hank Williams singing cowboy songs
From a flat-bed stage on the courthouse lawn
And it was nothing, nothing to speak of then
But later on the old boy made it big
And my granddaddy filled a Cadillac talk
Three years later when the drifter came through


Andalusia
He was walking through Andalusia
Looking for a barroom fight or some motel sin
Before he got back on the road again
Hell, he was just stopping in
To Andalusia


Now they’ve paved over red dirt
And there’s smooth asphalt where the footsteps were
And it looks a lot like every place I’ve been
No one I know lives here
They haven’t in a lot of years
And there ain’t been no more like them


Hank Williams died at 29
Granddaddy moved to Caroline
He sold spare parts and old cars
And then he sold auto, home and life
A couple of my heroes right there
They had the same flat drawn and the same hard stare
Look around here you won’t find ‘em nowhere
You’ll go home without the prize


Home from Andalusia
I’m walking through Andalusia
Looking for a specter, looking for the fabric
Walking down a hot street, straining for a melody
That sounds something like kin to me
In Andalusia
There ain’t no kin to me
In Andalusia

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