Dixie On My Mind

All the stations up here, they don't sign off with Dixie

The way they did in sweet home Alabam'

And the people here don't sip Jack Daniel's whiskey

The way they do in the Tennessee mountain land

I've always heard lots about the Big Apple

So I thought I'd come up here and see

But all I've seen so far is one big hassle

Wish I was camped out on the Okeechobee

If this is the promised land, I've had all I can stand

And I'm headed back below that Dixie line

No, I just don't fit in and I'll never come back again

But I'm busted here and I got Dixie on my mind

Oh and I'm stuck up here and I got Dixie on my mind

These people never smile or say a word

They're all too busy trying to make an extra dime

Oh I'd love to haul 'em all down around Spartanburg

And show 'em how to raise hell in Caroline

Oh the things, you know, that I miss most of all

Is the freedom of the rivers and the pines

They don't do much hunting and fishing up here, you know

But I have met a few squirrels and one porcupine

Well, if this is the promised land, I've had all I can stand

Wish I was down in Houston Town tonight

No, I just don't fit in and I'll never come back again

But I'm busted here, I got Dixie on my mind

Lord, I'm stuck up here and got Dixie on my mind