| A | Bm | F#m | C#m | Bm | E | |
| dusty haze on | summer highways, | sweet mag | nolia | call | ing |
| D | C#m | Bm | C#m | |
| Now and then I | find myself | thinking of the | days |
| F#m | Bm | Dmaj7 | E | A | |
| that we were | walking | in the | Ala -- | bama | rain |
| A | Bm | A | E | |
| Drive-in movies | friday night, | drinking beer and | laughin' |
| A | Bm | F#m | C#m | Bm | E | |
| somehow things were | always right, | just don't | know what | hap- | pened |
| D | C#m | Bm | C#m | |
| Now and then I | find myself | thinking of the | days |
| F#m | Bm | Dmaj7 | E | A | A7 | |
| that we were | walking | in the | Ala -- | bama | ra | in |
| D | E | A | F#m | Bm | E | A | |
| We were | only | kids but | then, | I never he | ard it s | aid |
| D | E | A | F#m | Bm | |
| that kids can't | fall in | love and | feel the | same |
| E | E7 | |
| I can still re | member the first time I | told I loved you |
| A | Bm | A | E | |
| On a dusty | mid July, | country summer's | evening |
| A | Bm | F#m | C#m | Bm | E | |
| a weeping willow | sung its lulla | by and | shared our | se - | cret |
| D | C#m | Bm | C#m | |
| Now and then I | find myself | thinking of the | days |
| F#m | Bm | Dmaj7 | E | A | |
| that we were | walking | in the | Ala -- | bama | rain (2x) |