Sweet Home Alabama
What's Your Name?
Lynyrd Skynyrd
Back at the hotel
Lord, we got such a mess
It seems that one of the crew
Had a go with one of the guests, oh yes
Well, the police said we can't drink at
the bar, what a shame
Won't you come upstairs girl
And have a drink of champagne
Nine o'clock the next day
And I'm ready to go
I got six hundred miles to ride
To do one more show, oh no
Can I get you a taxi home
It sure was grand
When I come back here next year
I want to see you again
What was your name, little girl?
What's your name?