Home To Dixie
Grateful Dead
Home To Dixie: Grateful Dead E----------------------------------------------------------- B----------------------------------------------------------- G---------------------4------4------------------------------ D----7p4-----7--4--------7------4--------------------------- A---------7------------------------------------------------- E----------------------------------------------------------- There’s fog up on the mountain Frost is clingin’ to the ground Days keep gettin’ shorter You know the winter’s comin’ ’round This sure ain’t the promised land And I ain’t hangin’ ’round I’m packin’ up my traveling bag And checkin’ out of town Put me on that Delta Line Little Egypt to the sea And find me some southern girl To keep me company Churnin’ down the river Magnolia on the breeze And I’ll embrace my bayou belle Gentle as you please Been gone too long my honey Now I’m goin’ home where I should be Whistle blow for Vicksburg Not too far to go I’m takin’ off these northern boots And settin’ free my toes Gator’s on the muddy shore Smile as if to say Welcome back to Louisiana boy Hope your home to stay Been gone too long my honey Now I’m goin’ home where I should be (Shooop shoooop yeah) Hey mama dust my room now (Shooop shoooop yeah) Plump up the comforter on my bed (Shooop shoooop yeah) Well I say now slay the fattest food now (Shooop shoooop yeah) And tell me everything the neighbor said (Shooop shoooop yeah) I’m going to swallow my pride (Shooop shoooop yeah) And pack it up and pack it in (Shooop shoooop yeah) Well I’m goin’ back to that southern pride (Shooop shoooop yeah) And down the bourbon and give up Gin.
