Gill Landry - Dixie

With our ^Darms round each other Drinkin ^ADixie in the gutter ^GWaitin for the sunrise ^Dagain ^DWatchin all the streetcars and ^Atourists in cigar bars ^GDrinkin martinis and ^Dgin ^DYou'd tell some stories we'd ^Aboth tell some lies ^BmUnder the pale black ^Gskies And ^Gevery now and then we'll ^Abe here again in the ^Ggutter drinkin ^ADixie my ^Dfriend.

^DAll the people we'd meet ^Aplayin music in the street singing ^Gthe cocaine blues til ^Ddawn ^DWe'd talk and spin big down ^Aby The Blind Pig ^GFor one more round and a ^Dsong ^DPassin our time with ^Awhiskey and wine ^BmAnd women that never stayed ^Glong Some ^Gcame from France, ^Asome came from chance But the ^Gbest came ^Afrom the ^DMidwest

We ^Gtravelled down rivers we ^Atravelled down roads we ^Dtravelled down broke through the ^Grain and the snow we ^Em7leaned on the shoulders of highways that ^Gabused us like ^Afriends We ^Gcaught those trains just ^Alike a disease With our ^Dheads in the clouds and our ^Ghearts on its knees ^Em7Looking for something that we ^Gmay never ^Afind

^DJake had to ramble ^Atook all he could handle And ^GAugie he's just bound to ^Ddie ^DSometimes I miss em ^Aand mostly I don't ^GSometimes I break down and ask ^Dwhy ^DWhy are things this way ^Aand what makes things that way and ^Bmwhich way if any way's ^Gright ^GI'm alone with my friends ^Adown in my sin in the ^Ggutter ^Adrinkin Dixie ^Dagain

We ^Gdrank to the future we ^Adrank to the the past we ^Ddrank to the moments we ^Gknew wouldn't last ^Em7Leaning on the shoulders of highways that ^Gabused us like ^Afriends We ^Gcaught those trains just ^Alike a disease With our ^Dheads in the clouds and our ^Ghearts on its knees ^Em7Looking for something that we ^Gmay never ^Afind