Letters from Jett - Southern Tune Lyrics

Leaving sweet home Alabama
Got my pistols by my side
I always turn to the music
I love to hear that freebird fly
I'm leaving sweet home Alabama
With O'l Ronnie by my side

You know o'l Townes would have said it
Country music's left the scene
He wore his skin like iron
His breathe was hot as kerosene
Townes Van Zandt would have told you
You better keep that music clean

I like to hear that outlaw country
Like o'l David Allan Coe
Hear some music with some feeling
Love to hear some old George Jones
Like o'l Ronnie singing freebird
On platinum and gold

When Buddy's plane went down
You could hear those crickets sing
And if o'l Waylon was still here
He'd tell you Willie is the king
And Johnny Cash was a hero
The man in black sure could sing