Dixie Chicken

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I've seen the bright lights of 
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Memphis and the Commodore Hotel
And underneath a street lamp, I met 
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a southern belle
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Well, she took me to the river 
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where she cast her spell
And in that southern moonlight she 
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sang this song so well

[Chorus]
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If you'll be my Dixie chicken I'll
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 be your Tennessee lamb
And we can walk together down in 
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Dixieland
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Down in Dixieland

[Piano Solo]
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[Verse 2]
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Well, we made all the hotspots, my 
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money flowed likе wine
Then the lowdown southеrn whiskey, 
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began to fog my mind
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And I don't remember church 
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bells or the money I put down
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On the white picket fence and 
boardwalk
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On the house at the end of town

[Pre-Chorus]
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Oh, do I remember the strain of 
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her refrain
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And nights we spent together
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And the way she called my name

[Chorus]
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If you'll be my Dixie chicken I'll
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 be your Tennessee lamb
And we can walk together down in 
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Dixieland
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Down in Dixieland

[Guitar Solo]
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[Verse 3]
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Many years since she ran away
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Guess that banjo player sure could 
play
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She always liked to sing along
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She's handy with a song
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But then one night in the lobby of
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 the Commodore Hotel
I chanced to meet a bartender who 
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said he knew her well
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As he handed me a drink he began 
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to hum a song
And all the boys there at the bar 
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began to sing along

[Chorus]
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If you'll be my Dixie chicken I'll
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 be your Tennessee lamb
And we can walk together down in 
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Dixieland
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Down in Dixieland