At the Bama Breeze, you can shoot some pool down there, you can act a fool down there, you can play it cool down there
At the Bama Breeze, you can drink some beer down there, argue laugh and cheer down there, pass another year down there

Jimmy got caught, smoking a joint out behind the bar, sittin' in his car
and they took him to jail – the tip jar paid his bail
In 1984 Mick Jagger passed through town, bought the house a round, signed his name on the wall, in the ladies' bathroom stall

At the Bama Breeze, I turned 21 down there, had too much fun down there, stumbled out with the sun down there.

Saturday night the bouncer Grady lets the ladies in free, with a fake ID
and a short enough skirt – yeah, figures what the hell could it hurt
Second set, the owner Lulu gets up with the band, a beer in her hand, and sings Free Bird slow, then she raises a toast – "here's to Ronny and the boys – now everybody make some noise"

At the Bama Breeze, you're one of our own down there, you'll never drink alone down there, good god I feel at home down there [repeat]

Copyright 2002
Chris Tompkins/Little House Music
Josh Kear/Big Yellow Dog Music
Mark Irwin/Carnival Music