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Lyrics
[Verse]
Born on a Tuesday a simple kind of man
Raised up on free birds never had a plan
He wandered through the swamps and the flames
Gimme three steps he'd say hiding his pains
[Chorus]
He sang Sweet Home Alabama with a grin
Went through all the Saturdays nights in sin
Beneath that smile told a tale so grim
But he wore his heartache in a hymn
[Verse 2]
Met a girl in a blue jean night
Told her his secrets under the moonlight
One of them days he said with a laugh
You got that right then he took another path
[Chorus]
He sang Sweet Home Alabama with a grin
Went through all the Saturdays nights in sin
Beneath that smile told a tale so grim
But he wore his heartache in a hymn
[Bridge]
Through the storm he walked ten feet tall
Simple man picked himself up from every fall
Tuesday's gone but his spirit stayed strong
Life's been rough but he still sings that song
[Verse 3]
Lost her one summer on a hazy day
That smell of her perfume never went away
In the breeze he could hear her call out his name
But he'd just close his eyes and play that blame game
Details
GeneratedFeb 22, 2025
Duration3:15
LanguageEnglish
Style
simple, rock, soulful, electric, ballad
Credits
Prompt by
Poet419
Poet419ModelAria v4
Prompt
A ballad of a simple man using song titles from lynard skynard songs about a man that went through hell and back lived loved and fell but stayed humble hiding his down falls of heart aches in a song
