| I’m a’headin' back to dixie
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| That’s the place I long to be
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| Where the cotton grows and the suwanee flows
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| That’s home sweet home to me
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| Where they meet you and they greet you
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| With the sweetest how you are
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| Well shut my mouth, I’m a’headin' south
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| On the dixie cannon- ball
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| On the dixie cannonball, on the dixie cannonball
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| Just listen to the whistle, it’ll thrill you one and all
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| And I know there’s some one waitin', with the sweetest how you are
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| Well shut my mouth, I’m a’headin' south, on the dixie cannonball
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| When I cross them smokey mountains. |
| I’ll be countin' every mile
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| When the whistle blows, I’ll be on my toes
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| And I’ll shuffle down the aisle
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| And I know I’ll not be lonesome
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| When I see them treetops tall
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| On the dixie cannonball
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| On the dixie cannonball, on the dixie cannonball
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| Just listen to the whistle, it’ll thrill you one and all
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| And I know there’s some one waitin', with the sweetest how you are
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| Well shut my mouth, I’m a’headin' south, on the dixie cannonball
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| Yes, I’m goin' back to dixie, that’s the place I long to be
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| Where the cotton grows and the suwanee flows
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| That’s home sweet home to me
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| Where they meet you and they greet you
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| With the sweetest how you are
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| Well shut my mouth, I’m a’headin' south
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| On the dixie cannon- ball
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| On the dixie cannonball, on the dixie cannonball
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| Just listen to the whistle, it’ll thrill you one and all
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| And I know there’s some one waitin', with the sweetest how you are
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| Well shut my mouth, I’m a’headin' south, on the dixie cannonball |