Dixieland

Dixieland - John Cafferty and The Beaver Brown Band

Grandpa took the boat from the old country

He raised himself a family in the land of the free

And my papa worked the mills right by his side

When my turn came it seems the well ran dry

Gonna raise up the flag

Strike up the band

Everybody's going down to Dixieland

So honey pack up your bags

Let's make some new plans

Everybody's going down to Dixieland

Papa said Son this is yours someday

But then something happened blew this old town away

I gotta find a new place where the sun will shine

Winter's cold up here on the something ployment line

Gonna raise up the flag

Strike up the band

Everybody's going down to Dixieland

So honey pack up your bags

Let's make some new plans

Everybody's going down to Dixieland

When say tou

Hey lah de lah de la deh

Hey lah de lah de oh

Hey lah de lah de la deh

Hey lah de lah de oh

Say goodbye little Johnny

Goodbye little Sue

Know we'll still be friends

I don't know when we're coming back again

We're gonna raise up the flag

Strike up the band

Everybody's going down to Dixieland

So honey pack up your bags

Let's make some new plans

Everybody's going down to Dixieland

When say her

Hey la deh la deh la deh

Hey la deh la deh ohh

Hey la deh la deh la deh

Hey la deh la deh ohh

We're gonna raise up the flag

Strike up the band

Everybody's going down to Dixieland

So honey pack up your bags

Let's make some new plans

Everybody's going down to Dixieland

When say her

Hey la deh la deh la deh

Hey la deh la deh ohh

Hey la deh la deh la deh

Hey la deh la deh ohh

Hey la deh la deh la deh

Hey la deh la deh ohh

Hey la deh la deh la deh

Hey la deh la deh ohh