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Alabama

Alabama State Song

Black Warrior River at sunset (Tuscaloosa, Alabama); photo by David Smith on Flickr (noncommercial use permitted with attribution / no derivative works).

Official State Song of Alabama

"Alabama," words by Julia S. Tutwiler and music by Edna Gockel Gussen, was designated the official state song of the state of Alabama in 1931. All State Songs

LYRICS

Alabama, Alabama,
We will aye be true to thee,
From thy Southern shore where groweth,
By the sea thine orange tree.
To thy Northern vale where floweth
Deep and blue thy Tennessee.
Alabama, Alabama
We will aye be true to thee!
 
VERSE 2
 
Broad the Stream whose name thou bearest;
Grand thy Bigbee rolls along;
Fair thy Coosa - Tallapoosa
Bold thy Warrior, dark and strong.
Goodlier than the land that Moses
Climbed lone Nebo's Mount to see
Alabama, Alabama,
We will aye be true to thee!
 
VERSE 3
 
From thy praries broad and fertile,
Where thy snow - white cotton shines.
To the hills where coal and iron
Hide in thy exhaustless mines.
Strong - armed miners - sturdy farmers:
Loyal hearts what'er we be.
Alabama, Alabama,
We will aye be true to thee!
 
VERSE 4
 
From the quarries where the marble
White as that of Paros gleams
Waiting till thy sculptor's chisel,
Wake to like thy poet's dream;
For not only wealth of nature,
Wealth of mind hast thou to fee.
Alabama, Alabama,
We will aye be true to thee!
 
VERSE 5
 
Where the perfumed south - wind whispers,
Thy magnolia groves among,
Softer than a mother's kisses
Sweeter than a mother's song;
Where the golden jasmine trailing,
Woos the treasure - laden bee,
Alabama, Alabama,
We will aye be true to thee!
 
VERSE 6
 
Brave and pure thy men and women,
Better this than corn and wine,
Make us worthy, God in Heaven,
Of this goodly land of Thine;
Hearts as open as our doorways,
Liberal hands and spirits free,
Alabama, Alabama,
We will aye be true to thee!
 
VERSE 7
 
Little, little, can I give thee,
Alabama, mother mine;
But that little -- hand, brain, spirit,
All I have and am are thine.
Take, O take the gift and giver.
Take and serve thyself with me,
Alabama, Alabama,
I will aye be true to thee.

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