Intro -x3-: E Asus2 E When your wheelhouse, is the land of cottonAsus2 E The first time you leave, it can be strange, it can be shocking E Not everybody drives a truck, not everybody drinks sweet teaAsus2 Not everybody owns a gun, wears a ball cap, boots and jeansE Not everybody goes to church, or watches every nascar raceAsus2 E Not everybody knows the words to "Ring Of Fire" or "Amazing Grace" C#m B Oh, Dixie Land, I hope you understandAsus2 E When I miss my Tennessee HomeAsus2 E And I’ve been away way too longAsus2 C#m I can't see this world unless I goDsus2 A E Outside my Southern Comfort Zone E I have walked the streets of Rome, I have been to foreign landsAsus2 I know what it's like to talk, and have nobody understandE I have seen the Eiffel Tower, lit up on a Paris nightAsus2 I have kissed a West Coast girl, underneath the Northern LightsC#m I know what it's like to meet, the only one like meB To take a good hard look around, and be a minority Asus2 E And I Miss my Tennessee homeAsus2 E B I can see the ways that I’ve grownAsus2 C#m I can't see this world unless I goDsus2 A E Outside my Southern Comfort Zone C#m B I miss your biscuits and your gravy, fireflies dancing in the nightF# A You have fed me, you have saved me, Billy Graham and Martha WhiteC#m B I’ve since become a drifter, and I just can't wait to packF# A Cause I know the road I leave on, it will always bring me back Solo: E Asus2 E Asus2 I wish I was in Dixie, AwayAsus2 E And I miss my Tennessee HomeAsus2 E I've been away way too longAsus2 C#m I can't see this world unless I goD A E Outside My Southern Comfort Zone Asus2 Look away, look awayE Asus2 I wish I was in Dixie, away, look awayE Asus2 I wish I was in the land of cotton, look awayE Asus2 away, look awayE Asus2 live and die in DixieE In Dixie
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