There's a whisper in the alabama breeze
reminding me of mama
that whisper builds
that whisper cries
mama in the morning skies

you appear on the horizon
brushing that brown hair from your eyes

the city folk with their fancy gadgets
cement rivers like grey tombs
don't have nothin' on our way of life
just listen to the owls

don't live your life like a monster
today might feel a time to be like a monster
but that ain't no way to lead a life

you know, there's a lot i drive by in my new truck
folk who is messing upin alabama, when i was a child
i met an adorable man
"how can you be so adorable? " asked i
here was his wise reply

don't live your life like a monster today might feel a time to be like a monster but that ain't no way to lead a life met an old lady who lived like a monster
"what happened to her? " asked i
here was his wise reprise don't live your life like a monster today might feel a time to be like a monster but that ain't no way to lead a life