None of them
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I ve seen the bright lights of Memphis,
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and the Commodore Hotel
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And underneath a street lamp, I met a southern belle
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Oh, she took me to the river, where she cast her spell
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And in that southern moonlight, she sang this song so well
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If you ll be my Dixie chicken I ll be your Tennessee lamb
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And we can walk together down in Dixieland
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Down in Dixieland
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We made all the hotspots, my money flowed like wine
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Then the low-down southern whiskey, yea, began to fog my mind
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And I don t remember church bells, or the money I put down
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On the white picket fence and boardwalk
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On the house at the end of town
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Oh, but boy do I remember the strain of her refrain
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And the nights we spent together
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And the way she called my name
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If you ll be my Dixie chicken I ll be your Tennessee lamb
E7 E A D A
And we can walk together down in Dixieland
E7 A D A
Down in Dixieland
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Well, many years since she ran away
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Yes that guitar player sure could play
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She always liked to sing along
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She always handy with a song
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But then one night at the lobby of the Commodore Hotel
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I chanced to meet a bartender who said he knew her well
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And as he handed me a drink he began to hum a song
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And all the boys there, at the bar, began to sing along
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If you ll be my Dixie chicken I ll be your Tennessee lamb
E7 E A D A
And we can walk together down in Dixieland
E7 A D A
Down in Dixieland
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