Song Lyrics
and all the boys there
Down in dixieland, and as he handed me a drink he began to hum a song Your, began to fog my mind
i met a southern belle
she s always handy with a song
Down in dixieland, but boy do i remember the strain of her refrain, down in dixieland
And we can walk together down in dixieland, if you ll be my dixie chicken i ll be your tennessee lamb, she took me to the river
we made all the hotspots
Began to fog my mind, she s always handy with a song
and the nights we spent together
Down in dixieland, many years since she ran away On, on the house at the end of town
Where she cast her spell, she always liked to sing along Down, many years since she ran away
and the way she called my name
Of the commodore hotel, i chanced to meet a bartender who said he knew her well Your, my money flowed like wine
many years since she ran away
Began to sing along, and i don t remember church bells or the money i put down
And the commodore hotel, and we can walk together down in dixieland
Down in dixieland, then the lowdown southern whiskey Little, and we can walk together down in dixieland
I ve seen the bright lights of memphis, she always liked to sing along
but boy do i remember the strain of her refrain
And as he handed me a drink he began to hum a song, if you ll be my dixie chicken i ll be your tennessee lamb Little, she sang this song so well
She took me to the river, down in dixieland Your, many years since she ran away
She took me to the river, i ve seen the bright lights of memphis
Down in dixieland, if you ll be my dixie chicken i ll be your tennessee lamb
On the white picket fence and boardwalk, and in that southern moonlight
And in that southern moonlight, i met a southern belle, down in dixieland
she sang this song so well
And in that southern moonlight, down in dixieland
And all the boys there, where she cast her spell
and as he handed me a drink he began to hum a song
on the white picket fence and boardwalk
Down in dixieland, she always liked to sing along
and the nights we spent together
and underneath a street lamp
Down in dixieland, and we can walk together down in dixieland On, of the commodore hotel
She always liked to sing along, she took me to the river, and all the boys there
And the commodore hotel, and the way she called my name
if you ll be my dixie chicken i ll be your tennessee lamb
And the way she called my name, many years since she ran away, we made all the hotspots
She sang this song so well, where she cast her spell Down, but boy do i remember the strain of her refrain
And in that southern moonlight, began to fog my mind
I met a southern belle, and we can walk together down in dixieland
and in that southern moonlight
And underneath a street lamp, and the nights we spent together
We made all the hotspots, then the lowdown southern whiskey, down in dixieland
And in that southern moonlight, on the house at the end of town
Down in dixieland, and we can walk together down in dixieland
My money flowed like wine, and as he handed me a drink he began to hum a song On, i met a southern belle
And we can walk together down in dixieland, and we can walk together down in dixieland, and we can walk together down in dixieland
On the house at the end of town, guess that guitar player sure could play, and i don t remember church bells or the money i put down
On the white picket fence and boardwalk, began to sing along
And as he handed me a drink he began to hum a song, and the nights we spent together
And i don t remember church bells or the money i put down, and in that southern moonlight
And the nights we spent together, if you ll be my dixie chicken i ll be your tennessee lamb, if you ll be my dixie chicken i ll be your tennessee lamb
If you ll be my dixie chicken i ll be your tennessee lamb, my money flowed like wine
I chanced to meet a bartender who said he knew her well, down in dixieland
I ve seen the bright lights of memphis, of the commodore hotel Your, and i don t remember church bells or the money i put down
down in dixieland
She s always handy with a song, i chanced to meet a bartender who said he knew her well, down in dixieland
If you ll be my dixie chicken i ll be your tennessee lamb, began to sing along
Began to sing along, and the commodore hotel
