Johnny's got a family of five, and he works for the state

He got debts that are piling high, and an old chevrolet

Willie on the dash playin' tunes

Smells like grass cuz he's covered in june

Picking up extra cash mowing lawns with his kids.

Stained sneakers walk through the church as they kneel down to pray

Sayin' "please lord, have pity on us, take our troubles away

These seeds that we're plantin' with you

We hope one day, oh lord will come true"

I remember even right now that look on his face.

So we'd get high, and we'd ramble

Get drunk and we'd gamble

Teenagers cruising at 75

Singing "sweet home alabama"

Stay out all damn weekend

Sundays are for sleeping

Nobody leaving this planet alive

Might as well enjoy your freedom

Yeah freedom.

Mom says she gonna enlist, and the corps pays for school

They'll have more money they could work with if she just had the tools

John says "what you think's best

I'll work doubles and make up the rest"

Still drown in college debt I'll never forgive or forget.

So we'd get high, and we'd ramble

Get drunk and we'd gamble

Teenagers cruising at 75

Singing "sweet home alabama"

Stay out all damn weekend

Sundays are for sleeping

Nobody leaving this planet alive

Might as well enjoy your freedom

Yeah freedom.

Went to woodstock

With his draft papers in his back pocket from vietnam

Workin' in the slammer

Did hard time

Went through hell together, they'd die for each other

Oh these lovers in arms.

Yeah they'd get high and they'd ramble

Get drunk and they'd gamble

When they were younger like everyone else

Like you couldn't blow out their candle

Stay out all damn weekend

Sundays are for sleeping

Nobody leaving this planet alive

Might as well enjoy your freedom

Yeah freedom.