bellamy brothers – “You Ain’t Just Whistling Dixie”

You Ain’t Just Whistling Dixie

Writer: David Bellamy

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The pines trees grow so tall in the bright sunshine
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Young boy steals his daddy’s fishing line
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Alligator lays on the banks of the river bed
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And if you did not know any better you’d swear he’s dead
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Now these are a few things I’m in love with
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A small part of the reasons I go back to Carolina, Mississippi, Florida
gorgeous Georgia
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Now if you think I’m happy down there your on the right track
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c. And you ain’t just whistling Dixie you ain’t just slapping your knee
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I’m a grandson of the southland and heir to the confederacy
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You ain’t just whistling Dixie cause the cattle calls calling me home
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So put me down there where I want to be, plant my feet with Robert E. Lee
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Bury my bones under a cypress tree and never let me roam
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The cotton balls gleam and the cows give cream for the baby’s sake
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And pa comes in full of gin and he’s mean as a rattle snake
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And the well runs dry and we cry and cuss the garden hose
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And mama draws a bucket full of sweet water just to wash our cloths

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