I sang Dixie as he died
[D]The people just walked on by as I cried [D7]
The bottle had ro[G]bbed him of all his rebel [D]pride
So I sang [D]Dix[A7]ie as he [D]died
[D]He said way down yonder in the land of cotton
[G]Old times there ain't near as rotten as they[D] are
[D]On these damned ole L.A st[A7]reets
[D]He drew his dying breath
Laid his [G]head against my chest
Oh please [D]lord take his [A7]soul back [D]home to Dixie
[D]I sang Dixie as he died
[D]The people just walked on by as I cried [D7]
The bottle had ro[G]bbed him of all his rebel pr[D]ide
So I sang [D]Dix[A7]ie as he [D]died
[D]He said listen to me son while you still can
[G]Run back home to that Southern land
Don't you [D]see what life here has done to [A7]me
[D]Then he closed those old blue eyes
Fell [G]limp against my side, no more [D]pain
Now his s[A7]oul's back home in [D]Dixie
[D]I sang Dixie as he died
[D]the people just walked on by as I cried [D7]
The bottle had r[G]obbed him of all his rebel p[D]ride
So I sang [D]Dix[A7]ie as he [D]died
[D]The people just walked on by as I cried [D7]
The bottle had ro[G]bbed him of all his rebel [D]pride
So I sang [D]Dix[A7]ie as he [D]died
[D]He said way down yonder in the land of cotton
[G]Old times there ain't near as rotten as they[D] are
[D]On these damned ole L.A st[A7]reets
[D]He drew his dying breath
Laid his [G]head against my chest
Oh please [D]lord take his [A7]soul back [D]home to Dixie
[D]I sang Dixie as he died
[D]The people just walked on by as I cried [D7]
The bottle had ro[G]bbed him of all his rebel pr[D]ide
So I sang [D]Dix[A7]ie as he [D]died
[D]He said listen to me son while you still can
[G]Run back home to that Southern land
Don't you [D]see what life here has done to [A7]me
[D]Then he closed those old blue eyes
Fell [G]limp against my side, no more [D]pain
Now his s[A7]oul's back home in [D]Dixie
[D]I sang Dixie as he died
[D]the people just walked on by as I cried [D7]
The bottle had r[G]obbed him of all his rebel p[D]ride
So I sang [D]Dix[A7]ie as he [D]died