"Breakfast In Birmingham" lyrics

Just a little static
Breakin' up the Beatles
AM wakeup Tuesday mornin' tunes
It's a turquoise-blue good mornin'
With the copper eagle flying'
Whippin' through the plains
North across the motel-rendezvous

You know me, I'm still a-movin'
Just as slow as ol' molasses
Bacon cooked up good and crisp for gone
Moved in to Alabama
In a purple Firebird
Looking for some love
Looking for the words to write a song

As cheap as gas is here
I will look beyond my longing
The extra dollar doesn't mean a damn
If I get clear of Jasper
And all this dixie thunder
I'll get breakfast with brown eyes in Birmingham

Hippies on the shoulder
Yeah, they're at a place hearabouts
They're tie-dyed and golden-haired and free
All the motorcycle cowboys
Highway two-sixty-nine'ers
Pullin' up the shades
And shuttin' down the rebel history

Oh me, I'm still a-blowin'
Through the same old C-sharp harp
Old hymns and Arthur Alexander songs
Jakey Hess is up in Heaven
Together they'll both be singin'
Singin' with the Lord above you
Best be movin' on

As cheap as gas is here
I will look beyond my longing
The extra dollar doesn't mean a damn
If I get clear of Jasper
And all this dixie thunder
I'll get breakfast with brown eyes in Birmingham
As cheap as gas is here
I will look beyond my longing
The extra dollar doesn't mean a damn
If I get clear of Jasper
And all this dixie thunder
I'll get breakfast with brown eyes in Birmingham
I'll get breakfast with brown eyes in Birmingham
I'll get breakfast with brown eyes in Birmingham
Oh, Birmingham