Passed an old home off Hwy. 41 Been around since 1850, way before the Union Built up on a hill, its got a view But there ain't been no cotton there since boys marched through They've come and burned us Guess we had it
Jumped out of my pickup truck, there was in the wind Filled my soul with empty and sent a chill across my the ghost of a black man hollerin' "Blue" across the field He said "they sold my only to keep that mansion on a hill" And I wanted to it down Aww, but it wouldn't do no
I Goodbye Dixie, go rest in peace We've got enough trouble without you haunting me We buried that cross now we're looking So go on Dixie don't bother me, I'm tryin' to
Drove up to the that holds the county seat I walked underneath the poplar trees, casting on Main Street I read the old bronze marker I'd many times before And after all these I learned what those branches were for They to hang 'em here, back in the days of ole Jim Crowe
A black man I knew from high came walkin' out in chains He used to make me laugh, but now his eyes were filled with He got busted sellin' down there on MLK So the county came and him up and took his kids away Oh, he to seem alright to me Man, I wonder what wrong
I cried Dixie, go rest in peace We've got enough trouble without you haunting me We buried that now I'm looking ahead So go on Dixie don't me, I'm tryin' to forget
Way down yonder in the of cotton, oh how times have changed But I wonder if the truth is on Its hard to be a Southern man and learn history Cause it all comes back and hits you to home
I cried Goodbye Dixie, go rest in got enough trouble here without you haunting me We that cross now I'm trying to make a dime So go on Dixie bother me, So go on Dixie don't me, So go on Dixie don't me, Because I ain't got the