(A C° E7 A°   E7 A)
  
  I've had a mighty busy day,
  I've had to pack my things away,
  Now I'm goin' to give the landlord back his key;
  The very key that opened up my dreary flat,
  Where many weary nights I sat,
  Thinking of the folks down home who think of me;
  You can bet you'll find me singing happily.
   
   A6                                     E7 A   (c c# a, c c# a)
  When the midnight choo-choo leaves for Alabam',
       E°        E7                    (E7 A)
  I'll be right there, I've got my fare,
  When I see that rustyhaired conductor-man,
        A7  Ab  B7                               E7
  I'll grab him by the collar, and I'll holler: Alabam'! Alabam'!
                    A7                     +        D
  That's where you stop your train, that brings me back again,
         D°   D   F#7        (bass: f# g# a bb)
  Down home where I'll remain, 
                 Bm   E7?
  Where my honeylamb am,
  A
  I will be right there with bells,
             +      C#7   F#m
  When that old conductor yells,
   D°     A  D°   x2 A
  "All aboard!          All aboard!
         A    D° D7 E7 A
  All aboard for Alabam'".
  
  The minute that I reach the place,
  I'm goin' to overfeed my face,
  'Cause I haven't had a good meal since the day
  I went away, I'm going to kiss my Pa and Ma
  A dozen times for ev'ry star,
  Shining over Alabama's new-mown hay;
  I'll be glad enough to throw myself away.
  
  [(1912) by Irving Berlin, 1888-1989]