[Intro]
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G     Em Cadd9 D4
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[Strophe]
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Me and my best friend Lillian  
        G 
And her blue tick hound dog Gideon, 
C 
Sittin on the front porch cooling in the shade 
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Singin every song the radio played 
D 
Waitin for the Alabama sun to go down 
    C 
Two red dirt girls in a red dirt town 
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Me and Lillian
[Refrain]
     Em7         Cadd9     D4                     C 
Just across the line and a little southeast of Meridian.  
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[Strophe]
    G 
She loved her brother I remember back when  
       G 
He was fixin up a '49 Indian 
   C 
He told her "Little sister, gonna ride the wind 
G 
Up around the moon and back again". 
   D 
He never got farther than Vietnam, 
      C 
I was standin' there with her when the telegram come 
    G       Em7 Cadd9 D4 
For Lillian.
[Refrain]
         Em7       Cadd9         D4                   C 
Now he's lyin' somewhere about a million miles from Meridian.  
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[Interlude]
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She said there's not much hope for a red dirt girl  
    C 
Somewhere out there is a great big world 
       G 
That's where I'm bound 
        D 
And the stars might fall on Alabama 
    C 
But one of these days I'm gonna swing  
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My hammer down  
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Away from this red dirt town 
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I'm gonna make a joyful sound
[Instrumentale]
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Em7 Cadd9 D4  G
[Strophe]
    G 
She grew up tall and she grew up thin 
G 
Buried that old dog Gideon 
     C 
By a crepe myrtle bush at the back of the yard, 
    G 
Her daddy turned mean and her mama leaned hard 
D 
   Got in trouble with a boy from town 
C 
Figured that she might as well settle down 
       G            Em7 Cadd9 D4 
So she dug right in
[Refrain]
         Em7      Cadd9       D4                     C 
Across a red dirt line just a little southeast of Meridian
[Pont]
    Bm 
She tried hard to love him but it never did take 
       C 
It was just another way for the heart to break 
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So she learned to bend.  
    Bm 
But one thing they don't tell you about the blues when you got'em 
    C 
You keep on falling cause there ain't no bottom 
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There ain't no end.   
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At least not for Lillian
[Strophe]
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Nobody knows when she started her skid, 
        G 
She was only twenty seven and she had five kids. 
C 
Could'a been the whiskey, could'a been the pills,  
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Could'a been the dream she was trying to kill. 
          D 
But there won't be a mention in the news of the world  
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About the life and the death of a red dirt girl 
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Named Lillian
[Refrain]
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Who never got any further across the line than Meridian.
[Outro]
        D 
Now the stars still fall on Alabama 
  C 
Tonight she finally laid  
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That hammer down 
          D 
Without a sound 
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In the red dirt ground