Dixie Chicken

I've seen the bad plains of Memphis
And the Commodore hotel
And underneath the street lamp
I met a southern Belle
Well, she took me to the river
Where she cast her spell
In that southern moonlight
She sang this song so well

If you'll be my Dixie Chicken
I'll be your Tennessee lamp
We can walk together
Down in Dixieland

Well, we made all the hot spots
And money flowed like wine
Then that low-down southern whiskey
Began to fog my mind
I don't remember church bells
Or the money I put down
On a white picket fence
And the board walk
Of a house on the edge of town
Oh, but boy do I remember?
The singing of her refrain
And the nights we spent together
And the way she called my name

If you'll be my Dixie Chicken
I'll be your Tennessee lamp
We can walk together
Down in Dixieland

Well, it's been a year
Since she run away
And that guitar player
Sure could play
She always liked to sing along
She was always handy with a song
Then one night in a lobby
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 at the bar
Began to sing along

If you'll be my Dixie Chicken
I'll be your Tennessee lamp
We can walk together
Down in Dixieland
If you'll be my Dixie Chicken
I'll be your Tennessee lamp
We can walk together
Down in Dixieland
If you'll be my Dixie Chicken
I'll be your Tennessee lamp
We can walk together
Down in Dixieland
If you'll be my Dixie Chicken
I'll be your Tennessee lamp
We can walk together
Down in Dixieland
If you'll be my Dixie Chicken
I'll be your Tennessee lamp
We can walk together
Down in Dixieland



Credits
Writer(s): Lowell T George, Martin Fyodor Kibbee
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