[Verse 1] From Fort Payne roads where the red clay bends Four friends found a sound that could carry them Randy held the stories, Teddy laid the ground Jeff put fire in the strings, and Mark kept time around [Pre-Chorus] They took a little hometown truth And gave it miles to run A radio full of open skies A song for everyone [Chorus] Raise a glass to Alabama To the hearts behind the sound Randy, Teddy, Jeff, and Mark Still turn the whole room around From a back porch in the evening To a stadium singing strong The names may fade on a marquee But the music carries on [Verse 2] There were miles between the shows And late-night county fairs But every chord held family close And every word said, “we were there” They sang of roads and hard-earned love Of home you can’t outgrow And made the world feel neighborly Wherever their songs would go [Pre-Chorus] A little steel above the wheels A little dust beneath the boots Four voices finding common ground And telling living truth [Chorus] Raise a glass to Alabama To the hearts behind the sound Randy, Teddy, Jeff, and Mark Still turn the whole room around From a back porch in the evening To a stadium singing strong The names may fade on a marquee But the music carries on [Bridge] Jeff’s six-string still remembers Teddy’s roots run deep and wide Randy’s words keep finding listeners Mark’s steady pulse is by our side When the years come rolling through One thing time can’t take away A good song knows the road back home And brings us there each day [Instrumental] [Final Chorus] Raise a glass to Alabama To the hearts behind the sound Randy, Teddy, Jeff, and Mark Still turn the whole room around From a back porch in the evening To a stadium singing strong Four names, one lasting harmony And the music carries on [Outro] Fort Payne in every note Home in every song Alabama, we remember And we’ll keep singing on
