Alabama Rain
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Country Sunday mornin's
Dusty haze on summer highways
Sweet magnolia callin'
But now and then I find myself
Thinkin' of the days
That we were walking in
Drive in movies, Friday nights
Drinkin' beer and laughin'
Somehow things were always right
I just don't know what happened
But now and then I find myself
Thinkin' of the days
When we were walking in
The Alabama rain
We were only kids
But then I've never heard it said
That kids can't fall in love
And feel the same
I can still remember the first time
I told you I love you
On a dusty mid July
Country summer's evenin's
Weepin' willows sang its lullaby
And shared our secret
But now and then I find myself
Thinkin' of the days
That we were walking in
The Alabama rain
Walking in the Alabama rain
The lyrics to Jim Croce's "Alabama Rain" describe a recollection of times past, specifically those of lazy summer days in Alabama. Croce refers to country Sunday mornings and dusty summer highways on which magnolias bloom. He also recounts memories of drive-in movies on Friday nights and drinking beer with friends, but acknowledges that something has changed as he reflects on these memories. Though things seemed "always right", he states that he "just doesn't know what happened". The song is interwoven with themes of nostalgia and lost youth as Croce expresses a longing for a simpler time that has since passed.
Croce also describes falling in love as a young person in Alabama. He reminisces about being a kid and how, despite this, he fell in love and experienced the same feelings as adults do. He recalls the first time he said "I love you" to his partner, which took place on a mid-July summer evening among weeping willows. This moment, shared under the protection of their secret, is remembered as a precious memory from an innocent time. As with most of Croce's lyricism, his storytelling is grounded in vivid imagery that transports the listener to a different time and place.
Line by Line Meaning
Lazy days in mid July
Days that are unhurried, relaxed and comfortable, usually experienced in the middle of the month of July
Country Sunday mornin's
Sunday mornings characterized by the serenity and peace that comes with living in the countryside
Dusty haze on summer highways
The hot summer air often results in dust-filled highways that can make visibility difficult
Sweet magnolia callin'
The unmistakable smell of the magnolia flowers during summer that serve as a reminder of the beautiful things nature can provide
But now and then I find myself
Thinkin' of the days
That we were walking in
The Alabama rain
The memory of walking in the rain in the beautiful state of Alabama sometimes come to me
Drive in movies, Friday nights
Drinkin' beer and laughin'
Somehow things were always right
I just don't know what happened
Going to drive-in movies on a Friday night, hanging out with friends, having a few drinks and sharing laughter. Everything seemed perfect and right, but something changed along the way.
We were only kids
But then I've never heard it said
That kids can't fall in love
And feel the same
Even though we were young, I don't think age was a barrier to love. Being kids didn't stop us from experiencing the same emotions as adults when we were in love.
I can still remember the first time
I told you I love you
On a dusty mid July
Country summer's evenin's
Weepin' willows sang its lullaby
And shared our secret
I still vividly recall the day I first declared my love to you. It was in the evening of a dusty summer day in the countryside and the weeping willows surrounding us provided the perfect ambiance to share our secret love.
Walking in the Alabama rain
Taking a stroll in the rain with someone you love and doing it in one of the most wonderful places in America.
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Written by: JAMES CROCE
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Lazy days in mid July
Country Sunday mornin'
Dusty haze on summer highways
Sweet magnolia callin'
But now and then I find myself
Thinkin' of the days
When we were walkin' in the Alabama Rain
Drive in movies, Friday nights
Drinkin' beer and laughin'
Somehow things were always right
I just don't know what happened
But now and then I find myself
Thinkin' of the days
When we were walkin' 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 you I loved you
On a dusty mid July
Country summer's evenin'
A weepin' willow sang its lullabies
And shared our secrets
But now and then I find myself
Thinkin' of the days
That we were walkin' in the Alabama Rain
But now and then I find myself
Thinkin' of the days
When we were walkin' in the Alabama Rain
Walkin' in the Alabama Rain
Sameh Strauch
Such a beautiful song. This guy really knew how to write songs. Wish we had songwriters like him around today in this age of banale, slickly produced garbage.
risumotus
I agree. He is my all time, most favorite singer. I miss him. That's maybe strange, but i feel pian when i think of the fact, he isn't with us anymore. His songs and his lyrics are truly very special.
Ani Corné
Totally agree.
Thomas Timlin
Totally agree...and there are some good singer/songwriters who are melodic and thoughtful today, but they are so damned hard to find.
espacho
One of the best singer/songwriters in history. They don't make em like that anymore.
Ani Corné
Indeed, they don't. I miss him. Sich a loss
Hgncpa
Probably the greatest story teller of all time, with Harry Chapin a very close second. I was a freshman in college when the plane went down in 1973, 3 days from now. RIP Jim, all your fans still love you and your music. Tragically cut short, such a great talent and on his way up.
Sharon Serenades You
Jim Croce was a great storyteller and painter all in one. He created these images filled with emotion, memories and regrets that we all have. He was truly an artist!
Robert Rhein
You’re right. His ability to conjure instant regret and nostalgia, even for an experience you never had. Beatiful.
Mark Hill
I often wonder what Jim could have achieved, brilliant muso, great story teller, makes me cry at times.