Little Feat - Dixie chicken

I ve seen the ^Abright lights of Memphis, and the Commodore Ho^Etel And ^E7underneath a ^Estreet lamp, I met a ^E7southern ^Abelle Oh, she ^Dtook me to the ^Ariver, where she cast her ^Espell And in that ^E7southern ^Emoonlight, she sang this ^E7song so ^Awell

If you ll ^Abe my Dixie chicken I ll be your Tennessee ^Elamb And ^E7we can walk to^Egether down in ^ADix^Die^Aland ^E7Down in ^ADix^Die^Aland

We made all the ^Ahotspots, my money flowed like ^Ewine Then the ^E7low-down southern ^Ewhiskey, yea, began to ^E7fog my ^Amind And I ^Ddon t remember ^Achurch bells, or the money I put ^Edown On the ^E7white picket fence and ^Eboardwalk On the ^E7house at the ^Eend of ^Atown Oh, but ^Dboy do I re^Amember the strain of her re^Efrain And the ^E7nights we spent to^Egether And the ^E7way she ^Ecalled my ^Aname

If you ll ^Abe my Dixie chicken I ll be your Tennessee ^Elamb And ^E7we can walk to^Egether down in ^ADix^Die^Aland ^E7Down in ^ADix^Die^Aland

Well, ^Amany years since she ran away Yes that guitar player sure could ^Eplay She ^E7always liked to ^Esing along She ^E7always ^Ehandy with a ^Asong But then ^Done night at the ^Alobby of the Commodore Ho^Etel I ^E7chanced to meet a ^Ebartender who ^E7said he ^Eknew her ^Awell And ^Das he handed ^Ame a drink he began to hum a ^Esong And ^E7all the boys ^Ethere, at the bar, be^E7gan to ^Esing a^Along

If you ll ^Abe my Dixie chicken I ll be your Tennessee ^Elamb And ^E7we can walk to^Egether down in ^ADix^Die^Aland ^E7Down in ^ADix^Die^Aland