Dixie Boy - Alabama

Iwas raised in the shadow of an old cotton mill back when believin' was in
Style
Smalltown heaven and a big eyed boy made sweet music for a while
My daddy worked hard down at the facotry
Nights he went to g I school
He didn't know nothin' 'bout the silver spoon but he lived by the golden
Rule
Summer nights he was gone me and mama stayed home out on the front porch
Swing wishin' on the stars in the southern sky and sometimes we used to
Sing
We were leaning leaning on the everlasting arms of love livin' all the
Simple joys this dixie boy is made of
Got my real educationfrom the t v station and good ole boys down at the
Park
The say hey willie and those rock a billies played their way into my
Heart
I remember the old folks sittin' 'round talkin' on laidback Sunday
Afternoons
They said them young folks sure got a hard road
Oh they're growin' up too soon
Now I know they were right and as I sit here tonight out on the front porch
Swing the stars are shinin' in my young boy's eyes just like they did for
Me
We are leaning leaning on the everlasting arms of love livin' all the
Simple joys this dixie boy is made of