Dixie Boy

Iwas raised in the shadow of an old cotton mill back when believin' was in

Style

Smalltown heaven and a big eyed boy made sweet music for a while

My daddy worked hard down at the facotry

Nights he went to g I school

He didn't know nothin' 'bout the silver spoon but he lived by the golden

Rule

Summer nights he was gone me and mama stayed home out on the front porch

Swing wishin' on the stars in the southern sky and sometimes we used to

Sing

We were leaning leaning on the everlasting arms of love livin' all the

Simple joys this dixie boy is made of

Got my real educationfrom the t v station and good ole boys down at the

Park

The say hey willie and those rock a billies played their way into my

Heart

I remember the old folks sittin' 'round talkin' on laidback Sunday

Afternoons

They said them young folks sure got a hard road

Oh they're growin' up too soon

Now I know they were right and as I sit here tonight out on the front porch

Swing the stars are shinin' in my young boy's eyes just like they did for

Me

We are leaning leaning on the everlasting arms of love livin' all the

Simple joys this dixie boy is made of