[Intro]
Yes, yes

[Verse 1]
There'll be no low moanin' or kickin'
But there'll be corn bread and fried chicken
There'll be no pickin' cotton, cotton will be forgotten
At the A-la-bam-a barbecue

There'll be no high preachin' or prayin'
But there'll be some swingin' and swayin'
There'll be no baptisin' but there'll be harmonizin'
At the A-la-bam-a barbecue

[Turnaround]
Keep those banjo strumming, keep things hummin'
This great day is comin' to you (Yeah)

[Verse 2]
There'll be no timе for complainin'
But there'll be sun shinе and no rainin'
There'll be no room for Satan but they'll be celebratin'
At the A-la-bam-a barbecue

There'll be no low moanin' or kickin'
But there'll be good-old corn bread and fried chicken
There'll be no pickin' cotton, cotton will be forgotten
At the A-la-bam-a barbecue
There'll be no high preachin' or prayin'
There'll be no swingin' and there'll be no swayin'
There'll be no baptisin' but there'll be harmonizin'
At the A-la-bam-a barbecue

[Turnaround]
Keep those banjo strumming, keep things hummin'
This great day is comin' to you (Preach it boy)

[Verse 3]
There'll be no time for complainin'
But there'll be good-old sun shine and no rainin'
There'll be no room for Satan but they'll be celebratin'
At the A-la-bam-a barbecue (Yeah)

[Interlude]
Oh yeah dog

Yeah jah
Glory, glory

[Turnaround]
Keep those banjo strumming, keep things hummin'
This great day is comin' to you (Yeah)

[Verse 3]
There'll be no time for complainin'
But there'll be sun shine and no rainin'
There'll be no room for Satan but they'll be celebratin'
At the A-la-bam-a barbecue
At the Ala-bama barbecue (Yeah)