Freedom ring, freedom ring, jubilee, oh my land Oh glad day, oh my land, hear our cry, freedom ring Oh glad day, oh my land, jubilee, jubilee
on his ol' toe Threw away his crutch and hollered hey here we go Well it's hail hail the gang's all here for the Alabama Jubilee You oughta see
Down to the jubilee 'Cause the people who love you are waiting And they'll wait just as long as need be When we look back and say those were halcyon days We're talking 'bout jubilee
The seals they cried in jubilee The sharks they howled along with me And birds they flew into the wind The whale he roamed the lonely sea And I dived
in Salem Do what they did to the unfaithful Boys at the Jubilee slowly sink into brown bag whiskey Drinking and reeling on their feet Girls at the Jubilee
Jubilee slouches in the settee He's losing all will to move He gone divvy, too much telly He watching twenty four hours of rubbish He got butane he got
The red heifer is here, cousins of twelve tribes Count up all our faces, divide up the cake in pieces We've all come here to see, happy birthday jubilee
sky Jubilee, everybody sing with me Jubilee, everybody dance with me Jubilee, finally I've been set free I'm free, free, yeah, yeah, yeah Jubilee, everybody sing with me Jubilee
By: jimmy buffett 1971 Hardly seems a long time Just a minute of the day But the man who stood beside me More than gave himself away The food stain on
By: jimmy buffett, buzz cason 1971 Evil, it's been here all along Good things, they just seem to have come and gone In my life I have seen so much go
By: jimmy buffett, buzz cason 1971 I have watched as the sun went down I have crashed as the room spun around Now she's gone, she can't be found And
By: jimmy buffett, buzz cason 1971 Did you ever just want to lay down Tell the world you've had enough Did you ever just want to drop out When the goin
By: jimmy buffett, buzz cason 1971 The tour bus passed here yesterday Exciting all the fools who pay To see the naked lady in our yard The hang out gang
By: jimmy buffett 1971 It's the ways of her father If she's gonna change she hasn't done it yet And the desert is calling to me Run before the final trap
one knows where i have been, Where i have been I mean love is what i mean Joy, joy and jubilee Joy, joy and jubilee Joy, joy and jubilee Joy, joy and jubilee
came up on Monday morn, the world was all in flame. It's all a mortal man can do, to make it right again. Swing and turn Jubilee Live and learn Jubilee
ALABAMA JUBILEE WRITERS JACK YELLEN, GEORGE L. COBB Chorus: You ought to see deacon Jones When he rattles the bones, Old parson Brown foolin' 'roun
Have ya seen us out my honey and me Knockin' on the doors of fortune for weeks In a big dead town where nothin' is free Lord up above, throw me down the
