Passed an old plantation off Hwy. 41 around since 1850, way before the Union come Built up on a hill, its got a 500-acre But there ain't no cotton there since Sherman's boys marched through They've and burned us down we had it comin'
Jumped out of my pickup truck, was something in the wind Filled my soul empty and sent a chill across my skin Heard the ghost of a black man hollerin' "Blue" the field He said "they my only daughter to keep that mansion on a hill" And I wanted to it down Aww, but it do no good
I cried Goodbye Dixie, go rest in We've got enough here without you haunting me We buried that cross now we're looking So go on Dixie bother me, I'm tryin' to forget
up to the courthouse that holds the county seat I walked underneath the poplar trees, casting shadows on Main I the old bronze marker I'd seen many times before And after all these years I what those branches were for They used to hang 'em here, in the days of ole Jim Crowe
A black man I knew high school came walkin' out in chains He used to make me laugh, but now his eyes filled with pain He got sellin' rock down there on MLK So the county came and locked him up and took his away Oh, he to seem alright to me Man, I wonder what went
I Goodbye Dixie, go rest in peace got enough trouble here without you haunting me We buried that now I'm looking ahead So go on Dixie don't bother me, I'm to forget
Way down yonder in the land of cotton, oh how have changed But I if the truth is marching on Its hard to be a Southern man and learn history Cause it all comes back and hits you close to
I cried Goodbye Dixie, go in peace got enough trouble here without you haunting me We buried that cross now I'm trying to a dime So go on Dixie don't me, So go on Dixie bother me, So go on don't bother me, Because I got the time