Dixie Flyer Randy Newman
Intro: Dm Am Bb (2X) Gm Dm D# F C Bb
I was [D]born right here,[Dsus4] [D] [F#m]November '43
[G]My dad was a captain in the army fig[D]hting[Bm] the germans i[A]n Sicily.[G]
[D]My poor little momm[Dsus4]a [D] didn't know a [F#m]soul in L.A.
[G]So we went down to the union station and [A]made our geta[D]way.
Chorus:
[D]Got on the dixie flyer bound for [F#m]New Orleans[F#m7] [F#m]
[G]Across the state of Texas to the [A]land of [D]dreams.
On the dixie flyer bound for New [F#m]Orleans[F#m7] [F#m]
[G]Back to her friends and her family in the l[A]and of d[D]reams.
[Bm]Her own mother [F#m]came to [G]meet us at the station,
[Bm]Her dress as [F#m]black as a [G]crow in a coal mine
[Em]She cried when her little girl got [Bm]off the [C]train.
[Bm]Her brothers and her [F#m]sisters drove [G]down from Jackson, Mississippi
In a [Bm]great green hudson [F#m]driven by a [G]gentile they knew.
[Em]Drinkin' rye whiskey from a [Bm]flask in the [C]back seat
Tryin' to [D]do like the [A]gentiles [G]do
Christ, they [D]wanted to be [A]gentiles, [G]too.
Who [D]wouldn't down there, [A]wouldn't [G]you?
An [D]american [A]christian, [G]god damn!
Chorus
by: José Duarte
jtduarte1@gmail.com
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