At night when the silence keeps me awake
I pray its you my soul will take
At night when I try to be so quiet
all I hear is the coming riot
screaming

no power in Alabama
darkness falls, darkness rises
darkness comes to surround the moon
No power in Alabama
darkness is what comprises
a dream of midnight at high noon

At night as its raining into April
I pray the morning will be still
At night when I strike out as mad
railing gainst what we never had
crying

no power….

No power in Alabama
was her name Alise or Anna
the lightning is the one who knows
where the moon I see at midnight goes