Mitchell Parish / Frank S. Perkins



We lived our little drama

We kissed in a field of white

And stars fell on Alabama last night

I can't forget the glamour

Your eyes held a tender light

And stars fell on Alabama last night



I never planned in my imagination

A situation so heavenly

A fairy land where no one else could enter

And in the center just you and me

My heart beat like a hammer

My arms wound around you tight

And stars fell on Alabama last night



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