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Introduction
When you think of songs that capture the essence of American roots and the heart of Southern life, “Mountain Music” by Alabama stands tall as a timeless anthem. Released in 1982, this song isn’t just music—it’s a piece of history that encapsulates the feeling of growing up in the South, where life moves at its own pace, framed by the rugged beauty of mountains and rivers.
“Mountain Music” is more than a melody; it’s a journey. With every twang of the guitar and harmony, Alabama transports listeners back to simpler times, calling up memories of carefree days spent swimming in rivers, family gatherings, and an enduring connection to nature. It’s the kind of song that makes you want to kick off your shoes, grab a cold drink, and just soak in the vibes of a warm Southern night.
What really sets “Mountain Music” apart is its authenticity. Alabama wrote this song from a place of deep love and pride for their roots, and that’s why it resonates so powerfully. When they performed it at the 1982 American Music Awards, it wasn’t just a performance—it was a declaration of Southern culture and the kind of family values that Alabama fans knew and loved. Watching them sing this on stage was a reminder that music can be both personal and universal, connecting with anyone who has a place they call “home.”
At its heart, “Mountain Music” is a celebration of traditions and a testament to the power of music to bridge generations. It’s an invitation to slow down, reminisce, and cherish the past—because sometimes, the most meaningful journeys are the ones that take us back to where we started.
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Lyrics
Oh, play me some mountain music
Like grandma and grandpa used to play
Then I’ll float on down the river
To a Cajun hideaway
Drift away like Tom Sawyer
Ride a raft with ol’ Huck Finn
Take a nap like Rip Van Winkle
Daze dreamin’ again
Oh, play me some mountain music
Like grandma and grandpa used to play
Then I’ll float on down the river
To a Cajun hideaway
Swim across the river
Just to prove that I’m a man
Spend the day bein’ lazy
Just bein’ nature’s friend
Climb a long tall hick’ry
Bend it over, skinnin’ cats
Playin’ baseball with chert rocks
Usin’ sawmill slabs for bats
Play some back-home, come-on music
That comes from the heart
Play somethin’ with lots of feelin’
‘Cause that’s where music has to start
Oh, play me some mountain music
Like grandma and grandpa used to play
Then I’ll float on down the river
To a Cajun hideaway, hey, hey!
Oh, play me mountain music
Oh, play me mountain music
Oh, play me mountain music
Oh, play (yee-haw!)