Every day we'd take a walk,
and I'd jabber on like a monkey in a tree,
and she'd listen about Ping-Ponging and shrimping
and Mama making a trip up to heaven.
I did all the talking.
Jenny most of the time was real quiet.
Sometimes I guess there just aren't enough rocks.
I never really knew why she came back,
but I didn't care.
It was like olden times.
We was like peas and carrots again.
Every day, I'd pick pretty flowers
and put them in her room for her,
and she gave me the best gift anyone could ever get
in the wide world.
They're made just for running.
Carry me home to see my kin,
And she even showed me how to dance.
I miss ol'Bammy once again,
And I think it's a sin,
Sweet home Alabama... ,
Well, we was like family, Jenny and me...
and it was the happiest time in my life.