Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Is It True What They Say About Dixon?, artist - Kenny Dorham. Album song Kenny Dorham: 2 Horns/2 Rhythm/Sings And Play/This Is The Moment, in the genre Джаз
Date of issue: 06.05.2013
Record label: Universe
Song language: English
Is It True What They Say About Dixon? |
People brag, people boast |
And consistently drink a toast |
To a place that a lot of them place on top of the heap |
Are they wrong? |
Are they right? |
Is there reason for their delight? |
I must live in doubt till the day that I find out |
Is it true what they say about Dixie? |
Does that sun really shine all the time? |
Do them sweet magnolias blossom |
Round everybody’s door? |
Do folks keep eatin' possom |
Till they cain’t eat no more? |
Is it true what they say about the Swanee? |
Is the dream by that stream so sublime? |
Do they laugh, do they love |
Like they say in every song? |
If they do, that’s where I belong |
(partly said, partly sung) |
Now if you like a sweet magnolia lane |
Gals as sweet as sugar cane |
Then hop the nearest choo choo train |
'Cause it’s all aboard for Dixie |
If you like to hear that southern drawl |
And gals who say «I loves ya-all,» |
Then they ain’t no use for you to stall |
You better get on down to Dixie |
And if you like to hear them melodies |
With old Virginnia harmonies |
And «Mammy» songs on bended knees |
It’s time you went to Dixie |
And if you like that real hospitality |
The B-flat blues and General Lee |
They ain’t no other place to be |
Just fly on down to Dixie |
Now when you’re 'round that there Swanee shore |
You just go and knock on any door |
And then ask them who won that civil war |
'Cause they gonna' tell you down in Dixie |
I’m gonna' pack my shoes and walkin' stick |
My cotton shirt and my banjo pick |
If you need me, you can reach me quick |
I’m on my way to Dixie |
(sung) |
'Cause it’s true what they say about Dixie |
Uh — huh that sun really shines all the time |
And them sweet magnolias blossom |
'Round everybody’s door |
And the folks keep eatin' possom |
Till they can’t eat no more |
Uh — huh it’s true what they say about old Swanee |
Yes, a dream by that stream is so sublime |
And they laugh, and they love |
Like they say in every song |
Yes, it’s true, and it’s mine all mine! |