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You Ain't Just Whistlin' Dixie

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Pine trees grow so tall in the bright sunshine
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A young boy steals his daddy's fishin' line
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The alligator lays on the banks of the riverbed
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And if you didn't know any better, you'd swear he's dead
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Now these are a few things I'm in love with
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A small part of the reason I go back
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To Carolina, Mississippi, Florida, gorgeous Georgia
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Now if you think I'm happy down there, you're on the right track
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And you ain't just whistlin' Dixie, you ain't just slappin' your knees
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I'm a grandson of the southland, an heir to the Confederacy
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You ain't just whistlin' Dixie 'cause the cattle call's callin' me home
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So put me down there where I wanna be, plant my feet with a Robert E. Lee
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Bury my bones under a cypress tree, and never let me     roam
The cotton balls gleam and the cows give cream for the babies sake