I'm sitting on my rancho bench
Reminiscing the time of old rhythms
I'm sitting on my rancho bench
Reminiscing the time of old rhythms
When Nigger Joe was playing the guitar
Blues Alabama he called it so
Blues Alabama, Alabama
The time for sentiments has come today
Blues Alabama, Alabama
The time for sentiments has come today
You're wonderful, but you're stubborn
Because you keep following me, like a
You keep following me like a shadow
Hey, Alabama
Blues Alabama, Alabama
Who of the locals does not know
Blues Alabama, Alabama
Who of the locals does not know
Probably a tall, skinny Nigger
As they called him, Nigger Joe