I've seen the bright lights of Memphis and the Commodore Hotel
And underneath the street lamp I met a southern belle
Oh, she took me to the river home where she kept her spell
And in that southern moonlight she sang that song so well
If you be my Dixie chicken I'll be your Tennessee lamb
And we can walk together down in Dixie land
Down in Dixie land
Down in Dixie land
Down in Dixie land
Down in Dixie land
Down in Dixie land
Down in Dixie land
Down in Dixie land
Down in Dixie land
Down in Dixie land
Down in Dixie land
Down in Dixie land
Down in Dixie land
Down in Dixie land
Down in Dixie land
Down in Dixie land
Yeah, we make all the hot spots
My money flows like wine
And then the 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 edge of town
Oh, but boy do I remember
The strain of her refrain
The nights we spent together
And the ways she called my name
If you be my Dixie chicken
I'll be your Tennessee lamb
And we can walk together
Down in Dixie land
Down in Dixie land
Down in Dixie land
Down in Dixie land
Down in Dixie land
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
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 ended with a song
And one night in the lobby
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 be my Dixie chicken
I'll be your Tennessee lamb
And we can walk together
Down in Dixie land
Down in Dixie land
Down in Dixie land