Reyna Roberts - Louisiana

Alabama Roll Tide It's a blessin' to be here Ooh, look at Samdaddy Samdaddy Ooh Louisiana (ooh) Louisiana Louisiana from sweet home Alabama Father had a heavy hand and Mama never put that bottle down She went driving full time, dive bar diving Likes a tall drink of 6'5" and Every preacher says that she's hellbound Louisiana Brought up in the backwoods Taught me everythin' I know Always in her hand with a Jack and Coke Stays in trouble Takes shots by the double It ain't right if it ain't wrong Just like smoke, she's here and gone Louisiana Left a trail through Atlanta Made her way to Savannah Spent a few nights in a cheap motel She got a tank of gas, bought a fresh pack Hit the highway in a pink Cadillac Rumor 'round town, she was last seen Strippin' on a pole down in New Orleans Louisiana Brought up in the backwoods Taught me everythin' I know Always in her hand is a Jack and Coke Stays in trouble Takes shots by the double It ain't right if it ain't wrong Just like smoke, she's here and gone Louisiana Louisiana Louisiana Brought up in the backwoods Taught me everythin' I know Always in her hand is a Jack and Coke Stays in trouble Takes shots by the double It ain't right if it ain't wrong Just like smoke, she's here and gone Louisiana Hey Louisiana Ay, man, look No wonder why we call them the laws That's why they need to move that shit Out of all the little liquor stores Ay, man, look Don't let her get none of these Don't let her get none of these Man