Текст: Alabama. Greatest Hits. The Fans.

Before we ever made the headlines
Or toured the concert
halls
We survived our share of barrooms
Stared at many
motel walls
The years in Carolina
And all the one
night stands
What kept the fires burnin', back then,
was you the fans

We two-stepped out to Texas
Round and round the dancehall floor
Played the fair in
Minnesota
I wish we could've played one more
We
hope you remember, we're just the boys in the band
And
what keeps the fires burnin', is always, you the fans

I wish this night could last forever
Oh, but the
show must go on
We'll take home the memories
And
we'll leave you with our songs
It's been good to
see y'all
Can we come back again and again and
again
What keeps the fires burnin' in us, is you the
fans

As long as you remember, the boys in the
band

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