Alabama Chrome
Jim White Lyrics


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Sunday I am young and wild, Monday I go lame. Tuesday I start twitching, Wednesday I'm insane. Thursday I lay dying,
Friday I'm quite dead. Saturday I get carried away by things better left unsaid. But heaven ain't no place, brother, and
Love ain't no word sister. And prison ain't no building made of iron bars and stone. You can seek the rhyme and reason,
But in the realm of the unknown you won't catch no true reflections in that "Alabama Chrome." For there's mountains you
Will scale with ease, yet molehills where you stumble. Sins you so regret and yet other sins that you enjoy. Harps can beg
Forgiveness, and the guitars can scream pain, but the contradictions are larger than any language can explain. For in the
Secret territory where the preachers come to steal the jewel of your heart, for they have no treasure of their own, there
Lies a sacred window, in your hand the perfect stone. You'd throw it, but you arms are bound 'round with that "Alabama
Chrome." The heat it is withering, humidity smothering. Strip of silver tape, a sly lie covering dent in the side of the
Redneck ride. Going deep for the Crimson Tide. Yeah! Gonna bump to the thump of the Selma slammer. Wanna jump up and down
Like a wack jackhammer. Sing a little 'Sweet Home Alabama' - Jimmy gimme wink like a big flimflammer. Bone tired and so
Weary of treating truth as a lie, I been hunkered down in the bunker of some fools alibi. Squint harder you will see the
Slim tether of the saints. It's whipping wild in the hurricane of all that is and all that ain't. 'Cause there's angels in
The shed mother and spiders in the bed brother and ghosts inside my head father, no I am not alone. My mind is teeth




Without a mouth, my thoughts are marrow without bone. My eyes are blinded by a thousand layers of that god damn "Alabama
Chrome."

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Jim White's "Alabama Chrome" are deep and profound, exploring the contradictions and challenges of life that we all face on a daily basis. The song speaks of the ups and downs of life, the ease with which we conquer some challenges and the struggles we face with others. The lyrics show a deep understanding of the human condition, acknowledging that we all have our regrets and sins, but also our joys and pleasures.


Throughout the song, White speaks of the contradictions in life, the conflicts that we all face as we try to navigate our way through this world. He acknowledges the complexities of love and the difficulties of understanding the true nature of God and the universe. Despite the challenges that we face, there is a sense that we all continue to strive for something more, seeking a deeper understanding and an escape from the limitations of our physical existence.


Overall, "Alabama Chrome" is a deeply insightful and thought-provoking song that speaks to the complexity of the human experience, reminding us that even in the face of adversity, there is always hope and a chance for redemption.


Line by Line Meaning

Sunday I am young and wild, Monday I go lame.
On Sundays, I'm carefree but by Mondays, I start feeling old and useless.


Tuesday I start twitching, Wednesday I'm insane.
By Tuesday, I start feeling anxious and by Wednesday, I am completely crazy.


Thursday I lay dying, Friday I'm quite dead.
On Thursdays, I feel like I am at the end of my life, and by Friday, I am completely dead inside.


Saturday I get carried away by things better left unsaid.
On Saturdays, I do things that I shouldn't and get swept up in things that I should avoid.


But heaven ain't no place, brother, and Love ain't no word sister. And prison ain't no building made of iron bars and stone.
There's no specific place or definition for heaven, love, or prison. They are abstract concepts that hold different meanings for everyone.


You can seek the rhyme and reason, But in the realm of the unknown you won't catch no true reflections in that "Alabama Chrome."
You can search for explanations and meanings in life, but the truth is that they are elusive and impossible to capture with any one set of words or ideas.


For there's mountains you Will scale with ease, yet molehills where you stumble. Sins you so regret and yet other sins that you enjoy.
Some challenges in life that may seem difficult to others, you may find easy to overcome, but other challenges that you may not be prepared for, may cause you to falter. Similarly, there are some things you regret doing while enjoying others.


Harps can beg Forgiveness, and the guitars can scream pain, but the contradictions are larger than any language can explain.
Music can elicit powerful emotions and provide solace for those seeking forgiveness, but these contradictions -- between seeking solace and feeling pain -- are beyond words to describe or explain.


For in the Secret territory where the preachers come to steal the jewel of your heart, for they have no treasure of their own, there Lies a sacred window, in your hand the perfect stone. You'd throw it, but you arms are bound 'round with that "Alabama Chrome."
In the space between one's heart and one's religion, there is something sacred -- a chance to achieve something greater -- but sometimes, one may feel trapped, unable to take that step forward, even with the perfect opportunity within reach.


The heat it is withering, humidity smothering. Strip of silver tape, a sly lie covering dent in the side of the Redneck ride.
The climate and conditions in Alabama can be oppressive and stifling, and people may try to hide their flaws and present a better image of themselves.


Going deep for the Crimson Tide. Yeah! Gonna bump to the thump of the Selma slammer. Wanna jump up and down Like a wack jackhammer. Sing a little 'Sweet Home Alabama' - Jimmy gimme wink like a big flimflammer.
Despite the difficulties in Alabama, there are still things that bring people joy and entertainment, like college football, music, and dancing.


Bone tired and so Weary of treating truth as a lie, I been hunkered down in the bunker of some fools alibi.
Constantly having to hide the truth or lie to others can be exhausting and draining, and it may seem easier to go along with someone else's lies for a sense of security.


Squint harder you will see the Slim tether of the saints. It's whipping wild in the hurricane of all that is and all that ain't.
Even in the midst of chaos and confusion, there is always a glimmer of hope and faith that can guide you through.


'Cause there's angels in The shed mother and spiders in the bed brother and ghosts inside my head father, no I am not alone.
There are always things -- whether good, bad, or unsettling -- that are with you, and it's important to acknowledge that and draw strength from it.


My mind is teeth Without a mouth, my thoughts are marrow without bone. My eyes are blinded by a thousand layers of that god damn "Alabama Chrome."
Sometimes, parts of you don't make sense, and you feel disconnected from yourself. The pressures of life in Alabama can obscure your vision and judgment, making it difficult to see a clear path forward.




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Written by: MICHAEL PRATT

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AT Hiker

What a great song. Songs like this make me want to sell the house and hit the road. So, that is a good thing.

Vicki Reed

I simply cannot wait to experience this guy at the Antlers and Acorns festival in Boone North Carolina
This Canadian gal is super stoked. 🇨🇦

Amazing artist!

Mooky

Scandalous amount of appreciation for posting this (literary) awesome song on youtube! Thanks dude!

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Jacek Połoniński

I love it so badly!

EllyMoody

I'm listening to this for 3 hours now

justines daddy

amazing , love it , all the way from Scotland

handymandan2k

Outsider art, hillbilly styley... Jim White is tops

Joanne Beauchamp

Who needs Dylan when you’ve got Jim White?

Reverend Benzo

What a fucking song

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