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2/07/2012

The Troubles - February 1971

Alabama Blues - J B Lenoir


I never will go back to Alabama, that is not the place for me 
You know they killed my sister and my brother,
And the whole world let them peoples go down there free

I never will love Alabama, Alabama seem to never have loved poor me 
Oh God, I wish you would rise up one day,
Lead my peoples to the land of pea'

My brother was taken up for my mother, and a police officer shot him down 
I can't help but to sit down and cry sometime,
Think about how my poor brother lost his life

Alabama, Alabama, why you wanna be so mean 
You got my people behind a barbed wire fence,
Now you tryin' to take my freedom away from me