Testo di Dixie Chicken

I've seen the bright lights o' Memphis And the Commodore Hotel And underneath a street lamp, I met a southern belle Well, she took me to the river, where, where she cast her spell And in that southern moonlight, she sang this song so well If you'll be my Dixie chicken I'll be your Tennessee lamb And we can walk together down in Dixieland Down in Dixieland Well, well, we made all the hot spots, my money flowed like wine Then that lowdown southern whiskey, yeah, began to fog my mind And I don't remember church bells or the money I put down On the white picket fence and boardwalk Of the house at the end of town Oh, but boy do I remember the strain of her refrain And the nights we spent together And the way she called my name If you'll be my Dixie chicken, I'll be your Tennessee lamb And we can walk together down in Dixieland Down in Dixieland Well, it's been a year since she ran away Guess that guitar player sure could play She always liked to sing along She's always handy with a song Then one night in the lobby, yeah, of the Commodore Hotel I chanced to meet a bartender who said he knew her well And as he handed me a drink, he began to hum a song And all the boys there at the bar, began to sing along If you'll be my Dixie chicken, I'll be your Tennessee lamb And we can walk together down in Dixieland Down in Dixieland, whoa, whoa-hoo