It's been three long days and the rain keeps fallin'
To obstruct my view, I hear Georgia callin'
And it ain't so easy to forget why I left home
But there's 300 miles to go, we're still alone.
A week ago I could sleep at night
Though I tossed and turned and I moaned and whined.
Now I'm sleepin' well, I'm sleepin' for sure.
In this place we ain't welcome... we shut the door.
(Carry me back to the city, I don't need no place to sleep
We are warriors, the great exploriors)
Alabama, I ain't goin' back.
Painful interstates and dirty tracks
Well I'm sick of sleepin', but it's my only vice
And there's mountains ahead, in' mountains behind.