Dixie Flyer Randy Newman
Intro: Dm Am Bb (2X) Gm Dm D# F C Bb
I was [F]born right here,[Fsus4] [F] [Am]November '43
[Bb]My dad was a captain in the army fig[F]hting[Dm] the germans i[C]n Sicily.[Bb]
[F]My poor little momm[Fsus4]a [F] didn't know a [Am]soul in L.A.
[Bb]So we went down to the union station and [C]made our geta[F]way.
Chorus:
[F]Got on the dixie flyer bound for [Am]New Orleans[Am7] [Am]
[Bb]Across the state of Texas to the [C]land of [F]dreams.
On the dixie flyer bound for New [Am]Orleans[Am7] [Am]
[Bb]Back to her friends and her family in the l[C]and of d[F]reams.
[Dm]Her own mother [Am]came to [Bb]meet us at the station,
[Dm]Her dress as [Am]black as a [Bb]crow in a coal mine
[Gm]She cried when her little girl got [Dm]off the [D#]train.
[Dm]Her brothers and her [Am]sisters drove [Bb]down from Jackson, Mississippi
In a [Dm]great green hudson [Am]driven by a [Bb]gentile they knew.
[Gm]Drinkin' rye whiskey from a [Dm]flask in the [D#]back seat
Tryin' to [F]do like the [C]gentiles [Bb]do
Christ, they [F]wanted to be [C]gentiles, [Bb]too.
Who [F]wouldn't down there, [C]wouldn't [Bb]you?
An [F]american [C]christian, [Bb]god damn!
Chorus
by: José Duarte
jtduarte1@gmail.com
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