paroles de chanson Dixie Highway - - Alan Jackson , Zac Brown
I
was
born
on
the
Dixie
Highway,
red
clay
and
Georgia
pines
I
was
raised
on
the
Dixie
Highway,
no
sweeter
place
you′ll
ever
find.
Wood
frame
house,
and
gravel
driveway
Willow
trees
and
an
old
front
porch
Just
outside
the
city
limits,
down
ol'
highway
34.
I
was
born
on
the
Dixie
Highway,
red
clay
and
Georgia
pines
I
was
raised
on
the
Dixie
Highway,
no
sweeter
place
you′ll
ever
find
(You
won't
ever
find
it).
That
pappy
Tobacco,
growin'
on
the
roadside
Rolled
it
up
and
we
smoked
it
down.
Don′t
do
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
clay
and
Georgia
pines
Yeah
I
was
raised
on
the
Dixie
Highway,
no
sweeter
place
you'll
ever
find.
And
a
chicken
pen,
right
in
the
backyard
Clothes
line
running
east
to
west
Butterbean,
and
tomato
garden,
six
days
and
a
Sunday
rest.
Yeah
I
was
born
(I
was
born)
on
the
Dixie
Highway
(Dixie
Highway),
red
clay
and
Georgia
pines
I
was
raised
(I
was
raised)
on
the
Dixie
Highway
(Dixie
Highway),
no
sweeter
place
you′ll
ever
find.
(Awww,
lets
get
it...
Woo!)
Summertime,
hot
and
hazy,
bare
feet
and
a
water
hose
Melon
ripe,
on
a
concrete
table
Lightnin'
bugs,
when
the
sun
goes
down.
I
was
born
(Yeah
I
was
born)
on
the
Dixie
Highway
(Way
down
in
Dixie),
red
clay
and
Georgia
pines
Yeah
I
was
raised
(Yeah
I
was
raised)
on
the
Dixie
Highway
(That
Dixie
Highway),
no
sweeter
place
you′ll
ever
find.
And
the
holy
ghost
on
Sunday
morning,
Gospel
songs
and
a
Bible
read
Sunday
lunch
at
momma's
table,
thank
the
Lord
and
break
the
bread.
I
was
born
(I
was
born)
on
the
Dixie
Highway
(Dixie
Highway),
red
clay
and
Georgia
pines
I
was
raised
(I
was
raised)
on
the
Dixie
Highway
(Dixie
Highway),
no
sweeter
place
you′ll
ever
find.
Had
a
screened
in
porch,
right
out
the
backdoor
Washing
machine
and
an
old
wood
stove
Momma's
singing
in
the
kitchen,
rollin'
homemade
biscuit
dough.
I
was
born
(I
was
born)
on
the
Dixie
Highway
(Dixie
Highway),
red
clay
and
Georgia
pines
Yeah
I
was
raised
(Yeah
I
was
raised)
on
the
Dixie
Highway
(Dixie
Highway),
no
sweeter
place
you′ll
ever
find.
When
I′m
old
and
Heaven's
calling
And
they
come
to
carry
me
away
Just
lay
me
down,
down
in
south
land
Bury
me
in
the
Georgia
clay
Yeah
I
was
born
on
the
Dixie
Highway,
red
clay
and
Georgia
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.
1 Gonna Come Back As A Country Song
2 You Go Your Way
3 Everything But The Wings
4 Talk Is Cheap
5 So You Don't Have to Love Me Anymore
6 Look Her In The Eye And Lie
7 Dixie Highway -
8 She Don't Get High
9 Her Life 's A Song
10 Nothin' Fancy
11 Long Way To Go
12 When I Saw You Leaving (For Nisey)
13 Life Keeps Bringin' Me Down
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