Might be a little dust on the bottle (the bottle)
The older it is the sweeter the taste (the taste)
If heaven ain't alot like dixie
Lord, let me live on the outskirts of the gate
Pine tree's and a one lane road (one lane road)
A wood bridge and an ole cane pole (ole cane pole)
If heaven ain't alot like dixie
Lord, don't put me where the corn don't grow
If heaven ain't alot like dixie (dixie)
Dirt roads and big block 350's
A bunch of gypsy's tipsy of that whiskey
Never met you before but claim it's been a century
Since the last time we've seen each other
I can't help, your boy was born southern
Straight out the bible belt, sweet home alabama
Everybody where I'm from, we speak that country grammar
Don't put me where the corn don't grow
I wanna be where the whitetails roam
A six string and a bag full of room's
If I gotta do right just don't send me back home, ha
Might be a little dust on the bottle (the bottle)
The older it is the sweeter the taste (the taste)
If heaven ain't alot like dixie
Lord, let me live on the outskirts of the gate
Pine tree's and a one lane road (one lane road)
A wood bridge and an ole cane pole (ole cane pole)
If heaven ain't alot like dixie
Lord, don't put me where the corn don't grow
Ooh (ooh) I can see it now boy
Pearly gates swing open like some ol saloon doors (yeah haw)
Tony lamar stepping in looking slick
You can try to turn the faucet off but yall never stop the drip (nah)
Phil benny dont you put me with no city slickers (haha)
Put me in the cut, where its hard to talk over the crickets
I've been sippin Holy water, cooler full of buds
Shit kickers still swing off the back of that old pick up truck
I don't ask for much (nah), so if I get to go
You can have the streets of gold, I'm just fine on a dirt road (ha)
Barbed wire on fence posts (yeah), stop signs with bullet holes (yeah)
There ain't nothing like dixie, then hell I don't wanna go
Might be a little dust on the bottle (the bottle)
The older it is the sweeter the taste (the taste)
If heaven ain't alot like dixie
Lord, let me live on the outskirts of the gate
Pine tree's and a one lane road (one lane road)
A wood bridge and an ole cane pole (ole cane pole)
If heaven ain't alot like dixie
Lord, don't put me where the corn don't grow (don't grow)