Dixie Chicken Lyrics

-- L. George, F. Martin 

I've 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 in that Southern moonlight, she sang this song so well 

If you'll be my Dixie chicken, I'll be your Tenessee lamb 
And we can walk together down inDixieland 
Down in Dixieland 

We made all the hot spots. My money flowed like wine 
Then the low down Southern whiskey, yeah, began to fog my mind 
And I don't remember church bells, or the money I put down 
On the white picket fence and boardwalk on the house at the end of town 
But boy do I remember the strain of her refrain 
And the nights we spent together, and the way she called my name 

If you'll be my Dixie chicken, I'll be your Tenessee lamb 
And we can walk together down in Dixieland 
Down in Dixieland 

Many years since she ran away 
Yes those guitar players sure could play 
He always handy with a song 
She always liked to sing along 
But then one night in the lobby of the Commodore Hotel 
I chanced to meet a bartender who said he knew her well 
And as he handed me a drink he began to hum a song 
And all the boys there, at the bar, began to sign along 

If you'll be my Dixie chicken, I'll be your Tenessee lamb 
And we can walk together down in Dixieland 
Down in Dixieland 
Whoa in Dixieland 
Down in Dixieland 
(Oh man I'd like to be deep down in the land of cotton) 
Down in Dixieland