| If I ever get out of Dixie
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| I’m gonna buy me some brand new shoes
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| I’m gonna have somebody shine 'em up soon as I pay my dues
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| If I ever get out of Tennessee
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| Out from 'neath this dust and dirt
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| Gonna live my life like a high and mighty
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| Gonna get what I deserve
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| And when I cross that line, man I’ll sing a brand new song
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| Instead of sitting here by the railroad tracks whistlin' Dixie all day long
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| Well, I’m so tired of paying, praying for my sins
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| Lord, get me outta Dixie Land, in Jesus' name, amen
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| It was the mines that killed my daddy
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| It was the law that killed my man
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| It was the Bible belt that whipped me
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| When I broke the Fifth Command
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| Now, I don’t hate the weather
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| Now, I don’t hate the land
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| But if I had my way, I’d never see this place again
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| And when I cross that line, man I’ll sing a brand new song
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| Instead of sitting here by the railroad tracks whistlin' Dixie all day long
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| Well, I’m so tired of paying, praying for my sins
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| Lord, get me outta Dixie Land, in Jesus' name, amen
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| And when I cross that line, man I’ll sing a brand new song
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| Instead of sitting here by the railroad tracks whistlin' Dixie all day long
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| Well, I’m so tired of paying, praying for my sins
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| Lord, get me outta Dixie Land, in Jesus' name, amen
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| When I tread out of these parts
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| Look me up on the other side
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| 'Cause I’ll be damned if I go down in Dixie when I die
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| Yeah, I’ll be damned if I go down in Dixie when I die |