Dixie On My Mind-crd Hank Williams
All the station[D]s up here they don't sign off with Dixie [G]
the way [D]they did in sweet home Alabam' [A]
And the people h[D]ere don't sip Jack Daniels whiskey [G]
The way [D]they do in the Tennessee mounta[A]in land. [D]
I've always heard alots about the Big Apple
So I thought I'd come up here and see.
But all I've seen so far is one big hassle
Wish I was camped out on the okchoabee
If th[G]is is the promise land, I've had all I ca[D]n stand
And I'm heading back below that Dixie line. [A]
No, I j[G]ust don't fit in and I'll never com[D]e back again
But I'm busted [F]here and I got Dixie on my mind[G]. [D]
Oh, I'm stuck u[F]p here and I got Dixie on my mind.[G] [D]
These people never smile or say a word
They're all to busy trying to make an extra dime.
Oh I'd love to haul them all down around Spartanburg
And show 'em how to raise hell in Caroline.
Oh the things you know that I miss most of all
is the freedom of the rivers and the pines.
They don't do much hunting and fishing up here you know
But I have met a few squirrels and one porcupine.
Well, if this is the promise land, I've had all I can stand
wish I was down in Houston town tonight.
Now I just don't fit in and I'll never be back again.
But I'm busted here and I got Dixie on my mind.
Lord I'm stuck up here and I got Dixie on my mind.