A E I've seen the bright lights of Memphis and the Commodore Hotel A And underneath a street lamp, I met a southern belle D A E Well, she took me to the river where she cast her spell A And in that southern moonlight she sang this song so well [Chorus] A E If you'll be my Dixie chicken I'll be your Tennessee lamb A And we can walk together down in Dixieland A Down in Dixieland [Piano Solo] D G D E [Verse 2] A E Well, we made all the hotspots, my money flowed likе wine A Then the lowdown southеrn whiskey, began to fog my mind C D A E And I don't remember church bells or the money I put down E On the white picket fence and boardwalk C On the house at the end of town [Pre-Chorus] D A E Oh, do I remember the strain of her refrain E And nights we spent together A And the way she called my name [Chorus] A E If you'll be my Dixie chicken I'll be your Tennessee lamb A And we can walk together down in Dixieland A Down in Dixieland [Guitar Solo] A [Verse 3] A Many years since she ran away E Guess that banjo player sure could play E She always liked to sing along A She's handy with a song D A E But then one night in the lobby of the Commodore Hotel A I chanced to meet a bartender who said he knew her well D A E As he handed me a drink he began to hum a song A And all the boys there at the bar began to sing along [Chorus] A E If you'll be my Dixie chicken I'll be your Tennessee lamb A And we can walk together down in Dixieland A Down in Dixieland
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