I don't unpack my bags anymore
There's always a suitcase full on the bedroom floor
I'm not the marrying kind
Cause I often change my mind
I'm draped in white blankets with dreams of springtime
On this cold night in Alabama
Happenstance showed me where to go
Through kudzu vines and powdered snow
There's always one that you'll miss the most
So I'm all tucked in thinking of the west coast
On this cold night in Alabama