When your wheelhouse is the land of cotton, The first time you leave it can be strange, It can be shocking Not everybody drives a truck, not everybody drinks sweet tea Not everybody owns a gun, wears a ball cap boots and jeans Not everybody goes to church or watches every nascar race Not everybody knows the words to "ring of fire" or "amazing grace" Oh, Dixie Land I hope you understand When I miss my tennessee home And I been away way too long I can't see this world unless I go Outside my southern comfort zone I have walked the streets of rome, I have been to foreign lands I know what it's like to talk and have nobody understand I have seen the eiffel tower lit up on a paris night I have kissed a west coast girl underneath the northern lights I know what it's like to meet the only one like me To take a good hard look around and be a minority And I miss my tennessee home I can see the ways that I grown I can't see this world unless I go Outside my southern comfort zone I miss your biscuits and your gravy Fireflies dancing in the night You have fed me and saved me Billy graham and martha white I have since become a gypsy And I just can't wait to pack Cause I know the route I leave on It will always bring me back I wish I was in dixie again I miss my tennessee home I've been away way too long I can't see this world unless I go Outside my southern comfort zone Look away, look away (I wish I was in Dixie, away, look away)