Intro | | verse 1 Well, I didn't know him best He'd say we were friends We both rode the highways on the song So I'm writing this one here in memory of him 'Cause the King of Alabama has gone home verse 2 He was a man among men, the old-school kind Had a great big heart, a laid-back mind Let you hold his guitar if you broke his string If you thought he looked country, outta heard him sing verse 3 From Alabama 'cross the Rio Grande He beat the blacktop down with a five-piece band Not because he loved it - he did that too - But he did it man 'cause that's what he was born to do Some people calculate moves He never had a thing to prove He just let the wind take him where it may It's a damn shame the way things go It's too bad we have to lose the good folks But the King of Alabama has gone home | verse 4 "Nothin' good ever happens after midnight," so the story goes You can't trust nobody, it don't matter how close It was a friend that took him from his family I keep his chain in my pocket, his son in my prayers Every stage I'm on, I can feel him there Some people calculate moves He never had a thing to prove He just let the wind take him where it may It's a damn shame the way things go It's too bad we have to lose the good folks But the King of Alabama has gone home Solo | | Some people calculate moves He never had a thing to prove He just let the wind take him where it may Honky tonks would trip Get a guitar and beg him to pick Let the old tunes posses you and play It's a damn shame the way things go It's too bad we have to lose the good folks But the King of Alabama The King of Alabama The King of Alabama has gone home