Dixie on My Mind Hank Williams Jr.
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[Verse 1]
All the stations up here, they don't sign off with "Dixie"
The way they did in sweet home Alabam'
And the people here don't sip Jack Daniels whiskey
The way they do in the Tennessee mountain land
[Verse 2]
I'd always heard lots about the big apple
So I thought I'd come up here and see
But all I've seen so far is one big hassle
Wish I was camped out on the Okeechobee
[Chorus 1]
If this is the promised land, I've had all I can stand
And I'm headed back below that Dixie line
No, I just don't fit in and I'll never come back again
But I'm busted here and I got Dixie on my mind
Oh, and I'm stuck up here and I got Dixie on my mind
[Verse 3]
These people never smile or say a word
They're all too busy trying to make an extra dime
Oh, I'd love to haul 'em all down around Spartanburg
And show 'em how they raise hell in Caroline
[Verse 4]
Oh, the things you know that I miss most of all
Is the freedom of the rivers and the pines
They don't do much huntin' and fishin' up here, you know
But I have met a few squirrels and one porcupine
All the stations up here, they don't sign off with "Dixie"
The way they did in sweet home Alabam'
And the people here don't sip Jack Daniels whiskey
The way they do in the Tennessee mountain land
[Verse 2]
I'd always heard lots about the big apple
So I thought I'd come up here and see
But all I've seen so far is one big hassle
Wish I was camped out on the Okeechobee
[Chorus 1]
If this is the promised land, I've had all I can stand
And I'm headed back below that Dixie line
No, I just don't fit in and I'll never come back again
But I'm busted here and I got Dixie on my mind
Oh, and I'm stuck up here and I got Dixie on my mind
[Verse 3]
These people never smile or say a word
They're all too busy trying to make an extra dime
Oh, I'd love to haul 'em all down around Spartanburg
And show 'em how they raise hell in Caroline
[Verse 4]
Oh, the things you know that I miss most of all
Is the freedom of the rivers and the pines
They don't do much huntin' and fishin' up here, you know
But I have met a few squirrels and one porcupine
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