Dixi Highway - Alan Jackson

Alan Jackson

专辑:《Thirty Miles West》

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Dixi Highway - Alan Jackson 歌词

I was born on the Dixie highway

Red clay and Georgia pines

I was raised on the Dixie highway

No sweeter place you'll ever find

A wood-frame house' and gravel driveway

Willow trees an old front porch

Just outside the city limits

Down on highway 34

Yeah I was born on the Dixie highway

Red clay and Georgia pines

I was raised on the Dixie highway

No sweeter place you'll ever find

You'll never find another

Had rabbit tobacco growing on the roadside

Rolled it up and we smoked it down

It don't do much but it makes you feel big

When you're ten years old in a tiny town

Yeah I was born on the Dixie highway

Red clay and Georgia pines

Yeah I was raised on the Dixie highway

No sweeter place you'll ever find

Had a chicken pen right in the backyard

Clothes line running east to west

Butterbean and tomato garden

Six days and a Sunday rest

Yeah I was born on the Dixie highway

Red clay and Georgia pines

I was raised on the Dixie highway

No sweeter place you'll ever find

Summertime' hot and hazy

Bare-feet and a water hose

Melon rind on a concrete table

Lightning bugs when the sun goes down

I was born on the Dixie highway

Red clay and Georgia pines

Yeah I was raised on the Dixie highway

No sweeter place you'll ever find

Oh yeah

The Holy Ghost on Sunday morning

Gospel songs and the Bible read

Sunday lunch at momma's table

Thank the Lord and break the bread

I was born on the Dixie highway

Red clay and Georgia pines

I was raised on the Dixie highway

No sweeter place you'll ever find

Oh yeah

Had a screened in porch right out the backdoor

A washing machine' and an old wood stove

Mama's singing in the kitchen

Rolling homemade biscuit dough

I was born on the Dixie highway

Red clay and Georgia pines

Yeah I was raised on the Dixie highway

No sweeter place you'll ever find

When I'm old' heaven's calling

And they come to carry me away

Just lay me down' down in the Southland

Bury my in the Georgia clay

Yeah I was born on the Dixie highway

Red clay and Georgia pines

I was raised on the Dixie highway

No sweeter place you'll ever find

No sweeter place you'll ever find

No sweeter place you'll ever find