Bellamy Brothers – You Ain’t Just Whistlin’ Dixie Chords

Pine trees grow so tall in the bright sunshine
A young boy steals his daddy’s fishing line
An alligator lays on the banks of a riverbed
And if you didn’t know any better, you’d swear he’s dead

Now these are a few things I’m in love with
A small part of the reason I go back
To Carolina Mississsippi Florida gorgeous Georgia
Now if you think I’m happy down there, you’re on the right track
And you ain’t just whistling Dixie, you ain’t just slapping your knee
I’m a grandson of the Southland, an heir to the Confederacy
You ain’t just whistling Dixie? ‘Cause the cattle call’s calling me home
So put me down there where I wanna be, plant my feet with Robert E. Lee
Bury my bones under a cypress tree, and never let me roam

Cotton balls gleam and the cow gives cream for the baby’s sake
Pa comes in full of gin and he’s mean as a rattlesnake
And if the well runs dry and we cry and cuss the garden hose
Mama draws a bucket full of creek water just to wash our clothes

Now these are a few things I’m in love with
A small part of the reason I go back
To Carolina Mississsippi Florida gorgeous Georgia
Now if you think I’m happy down there, you’re on the right track
And you ain’t just whistling Dixie, you ain’t just slapping your knee
I’m a grandson of the Southland, an heir to the Confederacy
You ain’t just whistling Dixie? ‘Cause the cattle call’s calling me home
So put me down there where I wanna be, plant my feet with Robert E. Lee
Bury my bones under a cypress tree, and never let me roam