Dwight Yoakam - I sang dixie

^CI sang Dixie as he died the people just walked on bye as I cried The bottle had robbed him of all his rebel pride ^{F C} So I sang D^G7ixie as he d^Cied

^CHe said way down yonder in the land of cotton Ole times there aint near as rotten as they are ^{F C C}On theses damned ole L.A s^G7treets ^CThen he drew a dying breath Laid his ^Fhead against my chest Oh please ^Clord take his ^G7soul back Home to ^CDixie

^CHe said listen to me son while you still can ^FRun back home to that southern land Don’t yo^Cu see what life here has done t^G7o me ^CThen he closed those old blue eyes Fell ^Flimp against my side no more ^Cpain Now he’^G7s safe back home in^C Dixie