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 gose to church or watching every nascar race
Not everybody knows the words to ring of fire or amazing grace
Oh Dixie land
I hope you understand
That when I miss my tennessee home
And I\\’ve been away way too long
That 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 its 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 its like to be
The only one like me
TO take a good hard look around
And be in the minority
And then I miss my tennessee home
But I can see the ways that I\\’ve grown
And 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
You have fed me,you have saved me
Billy graham and martha white
But I\\’ve since become a drifter
And I just can\\’t wait to pack
Cause I know the road I leave on
It will always bring me back
I wish I was in Dixie away
And I miss my tennessee home
And I\\’ve been away way too long
But Ican\\’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