Jim Croce - Alabama rain

^CLazy d^Emays in ^Dm7mid Ju^G7ly, ^Ccountry ^Emsunday^Dm7 mornin^G7’s ^Cdusty ^Emhaze on ^Dm7summer hi^G7ghways, ^Csweet ma^Emgnolia ca^Dm7llin^G7’

^FBut now and then I ^Emfind myself^Dm7 thinking of the ^Emdays that we were w^Falkin’ in the^Am Ala --^G bama^C rain^{F C G7}

^CDrive-in ^Emmovies ^Dm7friday^G7 nights, ^Cdrinking^Em beer and ^Dm7laughin^G7' ^Csomehow ^Emthings were ^Dm7always ri^G7ght, I j^Cust don'^Emt know wh^Dm7at hap-^G7pened

^FBut now and then I ^Emfind myself^Dm7 thinking of the ^Emdays when we were w^Falking in the^Am Ala --^G bama^C rain^{F C C7}

^FWe were o^Gnly ^Emkids but the^Amn, ^Dm7I’ve never ^G7heard it s^Caid that kids c^C7an't f^Fall in l^Gove and ^Emfeel the ^Amsame ^D7I can still re^Gmember the first time I told I loved you

^COn a d^Emusty mi^Dm7d July^G7, co^Cuntry su^Emmmer's^Dm7 evenin^G7’ ^Ca weeping ^Emwillow s^Dm7ang its l^G7ullab^Cy and sh^Emared our ^Dm7se - cr^G7et

^FBut now and then I ^Emfind myself^Dm7 thinkin’ of the ^Emdays that we were w^Falkin’ in the^Am Ala --^G bama^C rain^{F C G7 F} walkin’ in^Am the Al^Ga -- ^Cbama ^Frain^C