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Down south where the air is wet |
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The red day rules and you can bet |
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It makes me proud, |
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I'll never forget |
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My Dixieland |
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Fulton County |
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Georgia, that's where |
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I was born |
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With a fire in my tail and a devil's horn |
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Daddy never listened to my mother's scorn |
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He loved to play it loud and he played it loud |
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Look away |
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Dixieland' |
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Cause we're a rock n' roll rebel |
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Dixie band |
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Look away |
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DixielandI lost a lot of time ten years to the day |
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I lost a lot of time trying to find my way |
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If I make it back home, |
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I'll be okay |
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With ice tea wishes and corn bread dream |
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It keeps me going or so it would seem |
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I keep it up, never let up steam |
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I sing it loud and proud, loud and proud |
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Look away |
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Dixieland' |
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Cause we're a rock n' roll rebel |
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Dixie band |
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Look away |
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Dixieland, look away |
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DixielandAnd when the day comes around that my music's gone |
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Don't leave me here and don't leave me alone |
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Just take me back home with the boys in the band |
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We'll start it back up in |
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DixielandLook away |
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Dixieland' |
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Cause we're a rock n' roll rebel |
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Dixie band |
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Look away |
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Dixieland, look away' |
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Cause we're a rock n' roll rebel stomp our way outta hand |
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So look away |
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Dixieland, look away |
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Dixieland, look away |
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Look away |
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Dixieland |
