I've seen the bright lights of Memphis, and the Commodore Hotel
and underneath the streetlamp, I met a southern belle
Well she took me to the river, where she cast her spell
and in that southern moonlight, she sang a song so well
CHORUS
If you'll be my dixie chicken, I'll be your Tenessee lamb
and we can walk together down in Dixieland, down in Dixieland
Well we made all the hotspots, my money flowed like wine