Dixie Chicken

I've seen the bright lights of Memphis

And the Commodore Hotel

And underneath the street lamp

I met a southern belle

She took me to the river

Where she cast her spell

And in that southern moonlight

She sang this song so well

If you'll be my Dixie chicken

I'll be your Tennessee lamb

And we can walk together

Down in Dixieland, down in Dixieland

Yeah, we made all the hot spots

My money flowed like wine

And then that low down southern whiskey

Began to fog my mind

And I don't remember church bells

Or the money I pulled down

Or the white picket fence and boardwalk

Or the house at the end of town

Oh, but boy do I remember

The strain of her refrain

And the nights we spent together

And the way she called my name

If you'll be my Dixie chicken

I'll be your Tennessee lamb

And we can walk together

Down in Dixieland, down in Dixieland

Yeah, well it's been a year since she ran away

Guess that guitar player sure could play

She always liked to sing along

She's always had me with a song

Then one night in the lobby

Of the Commodore Hotel

I chanced to meet a bartender

Who said he knew her well

And as he handed me a drink

He began to hum a song

And all the boys there at the bar

Began to sing along

If you'll be my Dixie chicken

I'll be your Tennessee lamb

And we can walk together

Down in Dixieland, down in Dixieland