Dwight Yoakam - I sang dixie

^EI sang Dixie as he died the people just walked on bye as I cried The bottle had robbed him of all his rebel pride ^{A E} So I sang D^B7ixie as he d^Eied

^EHe said way down yonder in the land of cotton Ole times there aint near as rotten as they are ^{A E E}On theses damned ole L.A s^B7treets ^EThen he drew a dying breath Laid his ^Ahead against my chest Oh please ^Elord take his ^B7soul back Home to ^EDixie

^EHe said listen to me son while you still can ^ARun back home to that southern land Don’t yo^Eu see what life here has done t^B7o me ^EThen he closed those old blue eyes Fell ^Alimp against my side no more ^Epain Now he’^B7s safe back home in^E Dixie