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When your wheelhouse, is the land of cotton
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The first time you leave, it can be strange, it can be shocking
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Not everybody drives a truck, not everybody drinks sweet tea
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Not everybody owns a gun, wears a ball cap, boots and jeans
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Not everybody goes to church, or watches every nascar race
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Not everybody knows the words to "Ring Of Fire" or "Amazing Grace"
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Oh, Dixie Land, I hope you understand
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When I miss my Tennessee Home
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And I’ve been away way too long
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I can't see this world unless I go
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Outside my Southern Comfort Zone
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I have walked the streets of Rome, I have been to foreign lands
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I know what it's like to talk, and have nobody understand
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I have seen the Eiffel Tower, lit up on a Paris night
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I have kissed a West Coast girl, underneath the Northern Lights
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I know what it's like to meet, the only one like me
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To take a good hard look around, and be a minority
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And I Miss my Tennessee home
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I can see the ways that I’ve grown
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I can't see this world unless I go
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Outside my Southern Comfort Zone
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I miss your biscuits and your gravy, fireflies dancing in the night
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You have fed me, you have saved me, Billy Graham and Martha White
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I’ve since become a drifter, and I just can't wait to pack
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Cause I know the road I leave on, it will always bring me back
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I wish I was in Dixie, Away
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And I miss my Tennessee Home
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I've been away way too long
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I can't see this world unless I go
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Outside My Southern Comfort Zone
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Look away, look away
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I wish I was in Dixie, away, look away
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I wish I was in the land of cotton, look away
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away, look away
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live and die in Dixie
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In Dixie