Rose of Alabama

A-way from Miss-is-sip-pi's vale

With my old hat there for a sail

I cross'd up-on a cot-ton bale

To Rose of Al-a-bam-a

Oh, brown Rosey,

The Rose of Al-a-bam-a,

A sweet to-bac-co posey

Is the Rose of Al-a-bam-a

The river rolled, the crickets sing,
The lightnin' bug he flash'd his wing,
And like a rope my arms I fling
Round Rose of Alabama.

I ask her set down where she please,
So cross my legs she took her ease,
"It's good to go upon the knees,"
Says Rose of Alabama.

I hug so long I cannot tell,
For Rosey seemed to like it well,
My banjo in the river fell,
Oh, Rose of Alabama.