Dixie Chicken

Dixie Chicken - The Hit Co.

I've seen the bright lights

Of Memphis and the Commodore Hotel

And, underneath a street lamp

I met a Southern Belle

Well, she took me to the river

Where she cast her spell

And, in that southern moonlight

She sang the song so well

If you'll be my Dixie Chicken,

I'll be your Tennessee Lamb

And we can walk together

Down in Dixieland

Down in Dixieland

Well, we made all the hot spots

My money flowed like wine

And then that lowdown southern whiskey

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 of the house

At the edge of town

Oh, 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 Tennessee Lamb

And we can walk together down

In Dixieland

Down in Dixieland

Well, it's been a year

Since she ran away

Guess that guitar player

Sure could play

She always liked to sing along

She's always handy with a song

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 sing along

If you'll be my Dixie Chicken,

I'll be your Tennessee Lamb

And we can walk together

Down in Dixieland

Down in Dixieland