Lyrics

[Verse 1] Well, the Alabama's keel was laid (Roll, Alabama, roll) It was laid in the yard of Jonathan Laird (Oh, roll, Alabama, roll) It was laid in the yard of Jonathan Laird (Roll, Alabama, roll) It was laid in the town of Birkenhead (Oh, roll, Alabama, roll) [Verse 2] Down the Mersey channel she sailéd then (Roll, Alabama, roll) And Liverpool fitted her with guns and men (Oh, roll, Alabama, roll) Down the Mersey channel she sailéd forth (Roll, Alabama, roll) To exploit the commerce of the north (Oh, roll, Alabama, roll) [Verse 3] Into Cherbourg Harbour she sailed one day (Roll, Alabama, roll) To take her share of prize money (Oh, roll, Alabama, roll) And many a sailor saw his doom (Roll, Alabama, roll) When the Kearsarge sailed into view (Oh, roll, Alabama, roll) [Verse 4] A shot from the forward pivot that day (Roll, Alabama, roll) Blew the Alabama's steering away (Oh, roll, Alabama, roll) Oh, the three-mile limit, in '64 (Roll, Alabama, roll) Alabama sank to the bottom of the ocean floor (Oh, roll, Alabama, roll)