You Aint Just Whistlin Dixie

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[Verse 1]

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Pine trees grow so tall in the bright sunshine
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     A young boy steals his daddy's fishin' line
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The alligator lays on the banks of a riverbed
D                      E
     And if you didn't know any better
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You'd swear he's dead

[Chorus]

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     Now these are a few things I'm in love with
  Bm                E           A
A small part of the reason I go back
       Bm                  E                 A
To Carolina, Mississsippi, Florida, gorgeous Georgia
           Bm                   E
Now if you think I'm happy down there
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You're on the right track
        D                   E
And you ain't just whistlin Dixie
    A                        D
You ain't just slappin' your knee
      D               E
I'm a grandson of the Southland
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An heir to the Confederacy
    D                    E
You ain't just whistlin' Dixie
           A                        D
'Cause the cattle call's callin' me home
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So put me down there where I wanna be
D                  E
Plant my feet with Robert E. Lee
D                     E
Bury my bones under a cypress tree
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And never let me roam

[Instrumental]

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[Verse 2]

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Cotton balls gleam and the cow gives cream for the baby's sake
    D                   E                      A
And Pa comes in full of gin and he's mean as a rattlesnake
           A                    D                E
And if the well runs dry and we cry and cuss the garden hose
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And Mama draws a bucket full of creek water just to wash our clothes

[Chorus]

Bm                   E                 A
     Now these are a few things I'm in love with
  Bm                E           A
A small part of the reason I go back
       Bm                  E                 A
To Carolina, Mississsippi, Florida, gorgeous Georgia
           Bm                   E
Now if you think I'm happy down there
                    A
You're on the right track
        D                   E
And you ain't just whistlin Dixie
    A                       D
You ain't just slappin your knee
      D               E
I'm a grandson of the Southland, boys
   A               A7
An heir to the Confederacy
    D                    E
You ain't just whistlin' Dixie
           A                        D
'Cause the cattle call's callin' me home
   D                         E
So put me down there where I wanna be
D                  E
Plant my feet with Robert E. Lee
D                     E
Bury my bones under a cypress tree
    D     C#m E  A
And never let me roam