| I didn’t get my Dixie drawl
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| A drinkin' out of a Dixie cup
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| Yes sir, I’m strictly from Dixie
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| And when I say, «I loves you all»
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| It’s meant to be on the up and up
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| Yes sir, I’m strictly from Dixie
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| When I came up from the south
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| I felt so down in the mouth then I took one look at you
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| And thought about Dixie skies of blue
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| I thought about sweet magnolias too
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| I never missed a cotton bowl
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| I like my tulips a trifle tall
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| Yes sir, I’m strictly from Dixie
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| I didn’t get my Dixie drawl
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| A drinkin' out of a Dixie cup
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| Yes sir, I’m strictly from Dixie
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| And when I say, 'I loves you all'
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| It’s meant to be on the up and up
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| Yes sir, I’m strictly from Dixie
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| When I came up from the south
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| I felt so down in the mouth then I took one look at you
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| And thought about Dixie skies of blue
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| I thought about sweet magnolias too
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| I never missed a cotton bowl
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| I like my tulips a trifle tall
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| Yes sir, I’m strictly from Dixie
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| Good Lord, Dixie, my Lord Dixie
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| I’m strictly from Dixie, Dixie, Dixie |