Dixie Highway

Album: Thirty Miles West (2012)
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  • I was born on the Dixie Highway, red play and Georgy pines
    I was raised on the Dixie Highway, no sweeter place you'll ever find

    Wood frame house and grandma driveway
    Willow trees on our front porch
    Just outside the city limits, on the highway thirty four

    Yeah I was born on the Dixie Highway, red play and Georgy pines
    I was raised on the Dixie Highway, no sweeter place you'll ever find (you'll never find it)

    And having tobacco rolling on the roadside
    Rolled it up and we smoked it down
    Don't feel much, but it makes you feel big
    When you're ten years old in a tiny town

    Yeah I was born on the Dixie Highway, red play and Georgy pines
    I was raised on the Dixie Highway, no sweeter place you'll ever find

    Have a chicken meal right in the backyard
    Close line running east to west
    Water bane to make a garden, six days and a sun to rest

    Yeah I was born (I was born) on the Dixie Highway (Dixie Highway), red play and Georgy pines
    I was raised (I was raised) on the Dixie Highway (Dixie Highway), no sweeter place you'll ever find

    Summertime, hot and hazy, bare feet and a water hose
    Melon and lime on a country table
    Lighting the buds when the sun goes down

    I was born (yeah, I was born) on the Dixie Highway , red play and Georgy pines
    I was raised (yeah, I was raised) on the Dixie Highway (on the Dixie Highway), no sweeter place you'll ever find

    And the holy ghost on a Sunday morning,
    Gospel songs and a Bible read
    Sunday lunch at momma's table, praying for Lord and break the bread

    I was born (I was born) on the Dixie Highway, red play and Georgy pines
    I was raised on the Dixie Highway, no sweeter place you'll ever find

    I screamed in porch right at the backdoor,
    Washing machine and an old, wood stove
    Momma's singing in the kitchen, rolling homemade biscuit dough

    I was born (yeah, I was born) on the Dixie Highway (on the Dixie Highway), red play and Georgy pines
    I was raised (yeah, I was raised) on the Dixie Highway, no sweeter place

    When I'm old and Heaven's calling
    And they come to care me away
    Just lay me down, down in soft land
    Here where me and Jordan play

    Yeah I was born on the Dixie Highway, red play and Georgy pines
    I was raised (yeah, I was raised) on the Dixie Highway, no sweeter place you'll ever find
    No sweeter place you'll ever find
    No sweeter place you'll ever find Writer/s: ALAN EUGENE JACKSON, EDWARD C. KING, GARY ROBERT ROSSINGTON, RONNIE VAN ZANT
    Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
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