I'm An Alabamian, I'm Always Right

I'm an Alabamian, I'm always right

Wherein the symbol of the conduct of my soul!

Forever thus the symbol of my fleeting youth!

Thine is the justice of my soul in agony!

Yet ever I falter and cast upon the earth,

With winged vision I am dauntlessly the altar.

Light is the ultimate justice that wrought the earth.

Even the flame of the ultimate great conflict,

Know the ultimate hour, the eternal plan.

Lifting a seething earth, the trail of destiny!

Around it the arch of the great horizon rise,

Lifting its fairy filament from a new life!

Bloom of the pulsing heart in every bosom,

Rose the sweet memory of a great creation!

Light of my ecstasy! the sweetness of the morn

Awaitest the eternal welcome of my birth!

Forever through the daybreak, ever above earth.

Each drop has a sweetness in every new kiss,

Every throbbing heart knows the title of wine.

Sure as a memory brims through every tongue,

Every throbbing heart holds a glowering spell;

Even though the breath of a sweet melody flow,

Lifting a new hour for my listening soul!

Just to the rhythm of that sweet melody flow!

Listen! to the ultimate rhythm of the soul.