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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeWhistling Dixie
(featuring Bellamy Brothers)The pines trees grow so tall in the bright sunshineYoung boy steals his daddy's fishing lineAlligator lays on the banks of the river bedAnd if you did not know any better you'd swear he's deadNow these are a few things I'm in love withA small part of the reasons I go back to Carolina, Mississippi, Floridagorgeous GeorgiaNow if you think I'm happy down there your on the right trackchorus- And you ain't just whistling Dixie you ain't just slapping your kneeI'm a grandson of the southland and heir to the confederacyYou ain't just whistling Dixie cause the cattle calls calling me homeSo put me down there where I want to be, plant my feet with Robert E. LeeBury my bones under a cypress tree and never let me roamThe cotton balls gleam and the cows give cream for the baby's sakeAnd pa comes in full of gin and he's mean as a rattle snakeAnd the well runs dry and we cry and cuss the garden hoseAnd mama draws a bucket full of sweet water just to wash our cloths(repeat chorus)
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