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The song: Mr President, have pity on the working man… I dunno, doesn’t it just sound so pathetic? I mean in something approaching the French or original Greek meaning… It’s so, almost imperial, but from the bottom end, the trod on end.

And I was surprised to be informed that Lynyrd Skynyrd are actually from Florida, and not Alabama. There’s just something about that song that so makes me want to go check out Alabama….

Yes, I am listening to the Forrest Gump soundtrack.

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A Kiwi teaching English to oil workers in Beijing, studying Chinese in my spare time, married to a beautiful Beijing lass, consuming vast quantities of green tea (usually Xihu Longjing/西湖龙井, if that means anything to you), eating good food (except for when I cook), missing good Kiwi ale, breathing smog, generally living as best I can outside Godzone and having a good time of it.

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  1. Yep, outside of Jacksonville. Actually the fellow who wrote the music for that song was born in Southern California and came to Skynyrd by way of the 60s psychedlic pop band “Strawberry Alarm Clock” — not real Homky Tonk, if you know what I mean.

    The legend goes that Ronnie Van Zant wrote the lyrics in response to two Neil Young songs, “Southern Man” and “Alabama.”

    Young was so impresed, he later offered his song “Powderfinger” to Skynyrd first, but they declined to record it.

  2. “The legend goes that Ronnie Van Zant wrote the lyrics in response to two Neil Young songs, “Southern Man” and “Alabama.””

    Yep, that’s what I was told the other day. I can’t, and won’t even try, to confirm it, though.

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