Dixie Boy

I was raised in the shadows by that old cotton mill

Back when believin' was the style

Small town heaven and a big-eyed boy

Made sweet music for a while.

My daddy worked hard down at the factory

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 those simple joys

This Dixie boy is made of.

Got my real education from the T.V. station

And good ole boys down at the park

The say Hey, Willie and those rock-a-billies

Made 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 those simple joys

This Dixie boy is made of.

We are leaning, leaning on

The everlasting arms of love

Livin' all those simple joys

This Dixie boy is made of...