Dixie Chicken

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I've seen the bright lights of Memphis and the Commodore Hotel

and underneath a street lamp I met a southern belle
[Bb]And sh[B]e too[C]k me to the river and [G]there she cast her spel[D]l

and underneath the moonlight she sang this song so well

[Bb]If yo[B]u'll [G]be my Dixie Chicken, I''ll be your Tenne[D]ssee Lamb
And we can walk together down in[G] Dix[C]iel[G]and
[Bb]Down in D[B]ixi[G]ela[C]nd [G]

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[G]  [C] [G]
[D]  [Dsus4]

Well, we hit all the hot spots, my money flowed like wine
And that low down southern whiskey, it began to fog my mind
And I don't remember church bells or the money I put down
Or the white picket fence and boardwalk  or the House at the edge of town

Well, it's been a year since she went away,
Yes that guitar player should could play
She always like to sing along, always handy with a song
Then one night in 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