Alabama - Dixie Boy Lyrics
Words and music by jim mcbrideIwas raised in the shadow of an old cotton mill, back when believin was inStyle.Smalltown heaven and a big-eyed boy made sweet music for a while.My daddy worked hard down at the facotry.Nights he went to g.i. school.He didnt know nothin bout the silver spoon, but he lived by the goldenRule.Summer nights he was gone; me and mama stayed home, out on the front porchSwing, wishin on the stars in the southern sky, and sometimes we used toSing.We were leaning, leaning on the everlasting arms of love, livin all theSimple joys this dixie boy is made of.Got my real educationfrom the t.v. station and good ole boys down at thePark.The say hey, willie and those rock-a-billies played their way into myHeart.I remember the old folks sittin round talkin on laidback sundayAfternoons.They said them young folks sure got a hard road.Oh, theyre growin up too soon.Now I know they were right, and as I sit here tonight out on the front porchSwing, the stars are shinin in my young boys eyes, just like they did forMe;We are leaning, leaning on the everlasting arms of love, livin all theSimple joys this dixie boy is made of.
