Ive seen the bright lights of Memphis
And the Commodore Hotel
And underneath a street lamp, i met a southern belle
Oh she took me to the river, where she cast her spell
And we can walk together down in Dixieland
And in that southern moonlight, she sang this song so well If youll be my Dixie chicken ill be your Tenessee lamb Down in Dixieland
We made all the hotspots, my money flowed like wine
Then the lowOh but boy do i remember the strain of her refrain
And i dont remember church bells, or the money i put down
On the white picket fence and boardwalk
And the nights we spent together
On the house at the end of town
And the way she called my name
If youll be my Dixie chicken ill be your Tenessee lamb And we can walk together down in Dixieland
Down in Dixieland Yes that guitar player sure could play
Many years since she ran away
She always liked to sing along
She always handy with a song
But then one night at the lobby of the Commodore Hotel
And as he handed me a drink he began to hum a song
I chanced to meet a bartender who said he knew her well And all the boys there, at the bar, began to sing along
If youll be my Dixie chicken ill be your Tenessee lamb
And we can walk together down in Dixieland
Down in Dixieland, Down in Dixieland.
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