Alabama - The Refrain Of John Dillon James - Sözleri

Oh, John Dillon James was my good time country buddy


Well, we hunted, talked and fished his last days away


He was just a hired farm hand, worked old man Walker's land


Retired on his 68th birthday


Yeah, he wore a size sixteen shoe, had skin like alligator


Lord, he could pick up a deer and walk right out of those woods


Old Dillon had a million tales but he sung me one refrain


And I recall that song by John Dillon James 





One July Monday morning I met him at the fishing hole


But old Dillon wasn't toting his half pint of tin hide


His roll your own tobacco string was a-hanging from his pocket


His eyes were red as beets, looked like he cried


And I know he sat on knees cause his overalls were muddy


But my ten year old mind didn't understand


He sat down on the bank and wrote this four line refrain


And I recall that song by John Dillon James 





Well, I got my ticket for the ride in the sky


I've been talking to the man, I'm gonna fly


Paid the price down on my knees


A voice from heaven promised me


I got my ticket for the ride in the sky





Well, it was one year to the day on a July Monday morning


I waited at the fishing hole but old Dillon, he didn't show 


Daddy came down about noon, and said


Son, I've got some news


Lord's rested old Dillon's soul


Yeah, and I walked up to his bedside


Looked down at old big Dillon


Lord knows that I saw a pair of wings


That tables set but I felt good, for at last I understood


That refrain sung by John Dillon James





Well, I got my ticket for the ride in the sky, Lord, y'all


I've been talking to the man, I'm gonna fly (I'm gonna fly)


I paid the price down on my knees


A voice from heaven promised me


Well, I got my ticket for the ride in the sky


Yeah, I got my ticket for the ride in the sky














		
			



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