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When Eyour wheelhouse, is the land of cotton
The first Asus2time you leave, it can be strange, it can be shEocking
Not everybody Edrives a truck, not everybody drinks sweet tea
Not everybody Asus2owns a gun, wears a ball cap, boots and jeans
Not everybody Egoes to church, or watches every nascar race
Not everybody Asus2knows the words to "Ring Of Fire" or "Amazing GrEace"
C#mOh, Dixie Land, I Bhope you understand
When I Asus2miss my Tennessee HEome
And I?ve Asus2been away way too lEong
I can't Asus2see this world unless I gC#mo
Outside my Dsus2Southern AComfort EZone
I have walked the Estreets of Rome, I have been to foreign lands
I know what it's Asus2like to talk, and have nobody understand
I have seen the EEiffel Tower, lit up on a Paris night
I have kissed a Asus2West Coast girl, underneath the Northern Lights
I know what it's lC#mike to meet, the only one like me
To take a Bgood hard look around, and be a minority
And I Asus2Miss my Tennessee hEome
I can Asus2see the ways that I?ve gErown B
I can't Asus2see this world unless I gC#mo
Outside my Dsus2Southern CAomfort ZEone
I miss your C#mbiscuits and your gravy, fireflies Bdancing in the night
You have fed me, you have saved me, Billy GrAaham and Martha White
I?ve C#msince become a drifter, and I juBst can't wait to pack
Cause I know the road I leave on, it will aAlways bring me back
EI wish I was in DixAsus2ie, Away
And I Asus2miss my Tennessee EHome
I've bAsus2een away way too Elong
I can't Asus2see this world unless I C#mgo
Outside My DSouthern AComfort EZone
Look Asus2away, look away
I Ewish I was in Dixie, awAsus2ay, look away
I Ewish I was in the land of cottAsus2on, look away
E................, awAsus2ay, look away
E................, live and die in Asus2Dixie
In DEixie
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