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Dixie Chicken Little Feat
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I've seen the [A]bright lights of Memphis, and the Commodore Ho[E]tel
and underneath the streetlamp, I met a southern [A]belle
[C]Well [C#]she [D]took me to the [A]river, where she cast her [E]spell
and in that southern moonlight, she sang a song so [A]well
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[E]If you'll [A]be my dixie chicken, I'll be your Tenessee [E]lamb
and we can walk together down in [A]Dix[E]iel[A]and, down in [A]Dix[E]iel[A]and
Well we made all the hotspots, my money flowed like wine
and then that low-down southern whiskey, began to fog my mind
and I don't remember church bells, or the money I put down
on the white picket fence and boardwalk, of the house at the edge of town
oh but boy do I remember, the strain of her refrain
and the nights we spent together, and the way she'd call my name
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Well it's been a year since you ran away,
yes that guitar player should could play
she always liked to sing along,
she's always handy with a song
and then one night in the lobby, yeah, of the Commodore Hotel
I chanced to meet a bartender, who said he knew her well
and as he handed me a drink, he began to hum a song
and all the boys there at the bar, began to sing along
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