1. Lazy days in mid July, country Sunday mornings

dusty haze on summer highways, sweet magnolia calling.

Now and then I find myself thinking of the days

that we were walking in the Alabama rain.

2. Drive-in movies Friday night, drinking beer and laughin',

somehow things were always right, just don't know what happened.

Now and then I find myself thinking of the days

that we were walking in the Alabama rain.

We were only kids but then, I never heard it said

that kids can't fall in love and feel the same,

I can still remember the first time I told I loved you.

3. On a dusty mid July, country summer's evening

a weeping willow sang its lullaby and shared our secret.

CHORUS Walking in the Alabama rain.

(Jim Croce)