Gillian Welch Down Along The Dixie Line
Way down in Dixie, oh do they miss me
Down along the Dixie line
Banjos a-strummin horseflies a-hummin
Ripe melons on the vine
the gold and the grey, we’d sing ‘Look Away’
Way down along the Dixie line
I’ve spent my childhood walkin the wildwood
Down along the Dixie line
Freight trains a-squalling eyeballs a-ballin
Four engines at a time
i was so happy with mama and pappy
Down along the Dixie line
Can’t you hear those drivers wail
Can’t you see those bright rails shine
Gonna catch that fireball man
Leave the North-land far behind
A river of whiskey flows down in Dixie
Down along the Dixie line
They pulled up the tracks now i cant go back now
Can’t hardly keep form crying
Oh do they miss me way down in Dixie
Down along the Dixie line
Can’t you hear those drivers wail
Can’t you see those bright rails shine
Gonna catch that fireball man
Leave the North-land far behind
Down along the Dixie line
