Alabama Written by Julia S. Tutwiler Composed by Edna Gockel Gussen Alabama, Alabama, We will aye be true to thee, From thy Southern shores where groweth, By the sea thy orange tree. To thy Northern vale where floweth, Deep blue the Tennessee, Alabama, Alabama, we will aye be true to thee! Broad thy stream whose name thou bearest; Grand thy Bigbee rolls along; Fair thy Coosa-Tallapoosa Bold thy Warrior, dark and strong, Goodlier than the land that Moses Climbed lone Nebo's Mount to see, Alabama, Alabama, we will aye be true to thee! From thy prairies broad and fertile, Where thy snow-white cotton shines, To the hills where coal and iron Hide in thy exausted mines, Strong -armed miners -sturdy farmers; Loyal hearts what'er we be, Alabama, Alabama, we will aye be true to thee! From thy quarries where the marble White as that of Paros gleams Waiting till thy sculptor'ss chisel, Wake to life thy poet's dreams; Fear not only wealth of nature, Wealth of mind has no fee, Alabama, Alabama,...