Standard (EADGBE)

Intro

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When your wheelhouse, is the land of cotton

The first time you leave, it can be strange, it can be shocking

Not everybody drives a truck, not everybody drinks sweet tea

Not everybody owns a gun, wears a ball cap, boots and jeans

Not everybody goes to church, or watches every nascar race

Not everybody knows the words to "Ring Of Fire" or "Amazing Grace"

Oh, Dixie Land, I hope you understand

When I miss my Tennessee Home

And I’ve been away way too long

I can't see this world unless I go

Outside my Southern Comfort Zone

I have walked the streets of Rome, I have been to foreign lands

I know what it's like to talk, and have nobody understand

I have seen the Eiffel Tower, lit up on a Paris night

I have kissed a West Coast girl, underneath the Northern Lights

I know what it's like to meet, the only one like me

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To take a good hard look around, and be a minority

And I Miss my Tennessee home

I can see the ways that I’ve grown

I can't see this world unless I go

Outside my Southern Comfort Zone

I miss your biscuits and your gravy, fireflies dancing in the night

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You have fed me, you have saved me, Billy Graham and Martha White

I’ve since become a drifter, and I just can't wait to pack

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Cause I know the road I leave on, it will always bring me back

Solo

I wish I was in Dixie, Away

And I miss my Tennessee Home

I've been away way too long

I can't see this world unless I go

Outside My Southern Comfort Zone

Look away, look away

I wish I was in Dixie, away, look away

I wish I was in the land of cotton, look away

................, away, look away

................, live and die in Dixie

In Dixie