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Intro -x3-: E Asus2
When Eyour wheelhouse, is the land of cotton The first Asus2time you leave, it can be strange, it can be shEocking
Not everybody Edrives a truck, not everybody drinks sweet tea Not everybody Asus2owns a gun, wears a ball cap, boots and jeans Not everybody Egoes to church, or watches every nascar race Not everybody Asus2knows the words to "Ring Of Fire" or "Amazing GrEace"
DbmOh, Dixie Land, I Bhope you understand When I Asus2miss my Tennessee HEome And I’ve Asus2been away way too lEong I can't Asus2see this world unless I gDbmo Outside my Dsus2Southern AComfort EZone
I have walked the Estreets of Rome, I have been to foreign lands I know what it's Asus2like to talk, and have nobody understand I have seen the EEiffel Tower, lit up on a Paris night I have kissed a Asus2West Coast girl, underneath the Northern Lights I know what it's lDbmike to meet, the only one like me To take a Bgood hard look around, and be a minority
And I Asus2Miss my Tennessee hEome I can Asus2see the ways that I’ve gErown B I can't Asus2see this world unless I gDbmo Outside my Dsus2Southern CAomfort ZEone
I miss your Dbmbiscuits and your gravy, fireflies Bdancing in the night You have Gbfed me, you have saved me, Billy GrAaham and Martha White I’ve Dbmsince become a drifter, and I juBst can't wait to pack Cause I Gbknow the road I leave on, it will aAlways bring me back
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EI wish I was in Dixie, AwAsus2ay And I Asus2miss my Tennessee EHome I've bAsus2een away way too Elong I can't Asus2see this world unless I Dbmgo Outside My DSouthern AComfort EZone
Look Asus2away, look away I Ewish I was in Dixie, awAsus2ay, look away I Ewish I was in the land of cottAsus2on, look away E awAsus2ay, look away E live and die in DAsus2ixie In DEixie