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

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


Yeah, well we made all the hot spots - my money flowed like wine
Then that lowdown 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
And the nights we spent together and the way she called my name

Refrain
Down in dixie land

Yeah, well it's been a year since she ran away - yes that guitar player sure could play
She always liked to sing along - he'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 we had a beer drink, he began to hum a song
And all the boys-uh in the bar began to sing along

Refrain
Down in dixie land