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I sang Dixie    (video)    (intro) 
 
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I sang Dixie as he died,
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the people just walked on by as I cried.
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The bottle had robbed him of his rebel pride,
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so I sang Dixie       as he died.
 
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1. He said, “Way down yonder in the land of cotton,
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    old times there ain’t near as rotten as they are
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    on this damned old LA street. “
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    Then he drew his dying breath,       laid his head against my chest,
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    please, Lord take his soul back home to Dixie.

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I sang Dixie as he died,
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the people just walked on by as I cried.
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The bottle had robbed him of his rebel pride,
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so I sang Dixie       as he died.

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2. He said, “Listen to me son while you still can,
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    run back home to that southern land,
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    don’t you see what life here has done to me?”
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    Then he closed those old blue eyes,       and fell limp against my side,
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    no more pain, now he’s safe back home in Dixie.
 
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I sang Dixie as he died,
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the people just walked on by as I cried.
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The bottle had robbed him of his rebel pride,
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so I sang Dixie       as he died.
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I sang Dixie       as he        die…..d.
 
(orig. = capo 4th)    (Dwight Yoakum)