Dixie Highway

                                  I was born on the Dixie Highway, red play and Georgy pines

I was raised on the Dixie Highway, no sweeter place you'll ever find



Wood frame house and grandma driveway

Willow trees on our front porch

Just outside the city limits, on the highway thirty four 



Yeah I was born on the Dixie Highway, red play and Georgy pines

I was raised on the Dixie Highway, no sweeter place you'll ever find (you'll never find it)



And having tobacco rolling on the roadside

Rolled it up and we smoked it down

Don't feel much, but it makes you feel big

When you're ten years old in a tiny town



Yeah I was born on the Dixie Highway, red play and Georgy pines

I was raised on the Dixie Highway, no sweeter place you'll ever find



Have a chicken meal right in the backyard

Close line running east to west

Water bane to make a garden, six days and a sun to rest



Yeah I was born (I was born) on the Dixie Highway (Dixie Highway), red play and Georgy pines

I was raised (I was raised) on the Dixie Highway (Dixie Highway), no sweeter place you'll ever find



Summertime, hot and hazy, bare feet and a water hose

Melon and lime on a country table

Lighting the buds when the sun goes down



I was born (yeah, I was born) on the Dixie Highway , red play and Georgy pines

I was raised (yeah, I was raised) on the Dixie Highway (on the Dixie Highway), no sweeter place you'll ever find



And the holy ghost on a Sunday morning,

Gospel songs and a Bible read

Sunday lunch at momma's table, praying for Lord and break the bread



I was born (I was born) on the Dixie Highway, red play and Georgy pines

I was raised on the Dixie Highway, no sweeter place you'll ever find



I screamed in porch right at the backdoor,

Washing machine and an old, wood stove

Momma's singing in the kitchen, rolling homemade biscuit dough



I was born (yeah, I was born) on the Dixie Highway (on the Dixie Highway), red play and Georgy pines

I was raised (yeah, I was raised) on the Dixie Highway, no sweeter place 



When I'm old and Heaven's calling

And they come to care me away

Just lay me down, down in soft land

Here where me and Jordan play



Yeah I was born on the Dixie Highway, red play and Georgy pines

I was raised (yeah, I was raised) on the Dixie Highway, no sweeter place you'll ever find

No sweeter place you'll ever find

No sweeter place you'll ever find