DIXIE CHICKEN
(George / Kibbee)
Little Feat


I've seen the bright lights of Memphis 
And the Commodore Hotel 
And underneath a street lamp I met a Southern belle 
Well she took me to the river, where she cast her spell 
And in that Southern moonlight, she sang a song so well 

If you'll be my dixie chicken, I'll be your Tennessee lamb 
And we can walk together down in Dixieland 
Down in Dixieland


Well we made all the hot spots. My money flowed like wine 
Then that low down Southern whiskey began to fog my mind 
And I don't remember church bells or the money I put down 
On the white picket fence and boardwalk of the house at the edge of 
town 
But boy do I remember the strain of her refrain 
The nights we spent together, and the way she called my name 

If you'll be my dixie chicken, I'll be your Tennessee lamb 
And we can walk together down in Dixieland 
Down in Dixieland 

Well it's been a year since she ran away 
Yes that guitar player sure could play 
She always liked to sing along 
She's always handy with a song 
Then one night in the 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 sign along 

If you'll be my dixie chicken, I'll be your Tennessee lamb 
And we can walk together down in Dixieland 
Down in Dixieland 



(Contributed by Nori Iwato - March 2003)