Karaoke You Ain't Just Whistlin' Dixie (with Alan Jackson) The Bellamy Brothers
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Lyrics
Pine trees grow so tall in the bright sunshine
A young boy steals his daddy's fishin' line
An alligator lays on the bank of the riverbed
And if you didn't know any better you'd swear he's dead
Now these are a few things I'm in love with
A small part of the reason
A small part of the reason
I'd go back
I'd go back
To Carolina, Mississippi, Florida
Gorgeous Georgia
Now if you think I'm happy down there
You're on the right track you're on the right track
And you ain't just a-whistlin' Dixie
And you ain't just a-whistlin' Dixie
You ain't just slappin' your knee
You ain't just slappin' your knee
I'm a grandson of the Southland
An heir to the Confederacy
You ain't just whistlin' Dixie 'cos the cattle call's
You ain't just whistlin' Dixie 'cos the cattle call's callin' me home callin' me home
So put me down there where I wanna be
Plant my feet with Robert E. Lee
Plant my feet
Bury my bones under a cypress tree
And never let me roam and never let me roam
The cotton balls gleam
Cows give cream for the baby's sake
And pa comes in full of gin and he's mean as a rattlesnake
And the well runs dry and we cry and cuss the garden hose
Then mama draws a bucket full of creek water just to wash our clothes
Now these are a few things I'm in love with
A small part of the reason
A small part of the reason
I'd go back
I'd go back
To Carolina, Mississippi, Florida
Gorgeous Georgia
Now if you think I'm happy down there
You're on the right track you're on the right track
And you ain't just a-whistlin' Dixie
And you ain't just a-whistlin' Dixie
You ain't just slappin' your knee
You ain't just slappin' your knee
I'm a grandson of the Southland boys
An heir to the Confederacy
You ain't just whistlin' Dixie 'cos the cattle call's
You ain't just whistlin' Dixie 'cos the cattle call's callin' me home callin' me home
So put me down there where I wanna be
Plant my feet with Robert E. Lee
Plant my feet
Bury my bones under a cypress tree and never let me roam
And never let me roam
Information
As made famous by The Bellamy Brothers
Original songwriter : David Bellamy
Any reproduction is prohibited
This title is a cover of You Ain't Just Whistlin' Dixie (with Alan Jackson) as made famous by The Bellamy Brothers