Stars Fell on Alabama (Unreleased)
Lana Del Rey
Stars fell on Alabama
Like a Tennessee Williams play
And on the front porch, made 'em crazy
No one's that happy, they'd say
How did I get so lucky?
You are like a combination of my
Favorite things, buddy
More Clint Eastwood than him without trying
You feel like you're summer heat
You got me singing 'bout Clementine
Husband of mine
Don't let them put all this paper between us
What's yours is mine
What's mine is between you, me and Jesus
I've got nothing to lose except you and maybe my mind
Husband of mine (husband of mine)
Husband of mine
Down by the bayou by you
Where the baby alligators play
No one talks to me like you do
Or takes care of us so good this way
I apologize in advance for what they'll say about the lines on your face
They're a road map of your lovely life
Hope they extend you a little grace
The grace you've extended me knowing things
The grace no one gave you all of your life
Take the money, call my name
If I had been there, it would have been nice
Husband of mine
Don't let them put all this paper between us
What's yours is mine
What's mine is between you, me, and Jesus
I've got nothing to lose except you and maybe my mind
Husband of mine (husband of mine)
Husband of mine
Clementine
Horses run
Here we go again
In my heart
The Smoky Mountains
They walk for nothing
Hey, twin, you're fine
You can call me up anytime
Hey, twin, we're fine
If I had been there, there would've been fights
Husband of mine
Don't let them put all these papers between us
What's yours is mine
What's mine is between you, me, and Jesus
I've got nothing to lose except you and maybe my mind
Husband of mine (husband of mine)
Husband of mine
Just let it roll, let it roll, let it roll
Off your back, old soul
They can talk what they'll talk
We'll just watch the stars fall
Over Alabama