Sweet Home Alabama was a good song the first 150 times I heard it. But you can only drunkenly sing it so many times — or get to know so many Bammers — before you realize that song is trash, actually.
And I realize this is all a stunt organized by some marketing guru on the Tennessee support staff, but I know those feels:
I don't know if it's within Jones' powers, but I probably would've exiled the responsible parties to some forsaken plot of Alabama backwoods — joke or not.
