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Down SOuth where the air is wet |
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The red day rules and you can bet |
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It makes me proud, I'll never forget |
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My Dixieland |
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Fulton County Georgia that's where I was born |
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With a fire in my tail anda devil's horn |
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Daddy never listened to my mother's scorn |
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He loved to play it loud |
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And he played it loud |
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CHORUS |
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Look away Dixieland |
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'Cause we're a rock and roll rebel Dixie band |
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Look away Dixieland |
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Lost a lot of time ten years to the day |
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Lost a lot of time trying to find my way |
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If I make it back home I'll be okay |
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And here's to that day |
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Ice tea washes and corn bread dream |
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It's what keeps me going or so it would seem |
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I keep it up, never let up steam |
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I sing it loud and proud |
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Loud and proud |
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CHORUS |
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And when the day comes around that my music's gone |
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Don't leave me here and don't leave me alone |
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Just take me back home to the boys in the band |
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We'll start it back up in Dixieland |
