I used to know you back roads
better than the palms of my own hands.
And I loved that southern style of livin'
Where a man could stand and be a man
But then I felt the call of the Yankee dollars
And an empty stomach just
Oh, but now I see the light,
and I'm leaving here tonight
I'm gonna be a Dixie boy again
Yeah, I'm gonna be a Dixie boy again
and be with all my friends
I'm gonna taste that country freedom
Yeah, I'm gonna be a Dixie
With all your smog and dirty factories
Well, that ain't livin', it is just existin'
And ask for a jungle without any trees
they treat you so indifferent
Oh, but now I see the light
And I'm leaving here tonight
I'm gonna be a Dixie boy again
Yeah, I'm gonna be a Dixie boy again
and be with all my friends
I'm gonna taste that country freedom
Yeah, I'm gonna be a Dixie boy again
Yeah, I'm gonna be a Dixie boy again
Yeah, I'm gonna be a Dixie boy again
Yeah, I'm gonna be a Dixie boy again
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