Alabama

Deep in the heart of Dixie,

Lies a piece of land

Where cotton, corn, and soybeans

Grow in the deep, dark soil

 

A place where great plantations 

Flourished and people lived

At a much slower pace

 

It gave birth to the Confederacy, but it

is also the place where Civil Right were won...

Both left a lasting legacy

 

Under the crimson cross of St. Andrew

The traffic, noise, and smells of pollution

Grow and fill me with sadness

As people are not searching for a solution