Passed an old home off Hwy. 41 Been around since 1850, way before the Union up on a hill, its got a 500-acre view But there been no cotton there since Sherman's boys marched through They've come and us down Guess we had it
Jumped out of my pickup truck, was something in the wind Filled my soul with empty and a chill across my skin Heard the of a black man hollerin' "Blue" across the field He said "they sold my daughter to keep that mansion on a hill" And I wanted to it down Aww, but it do no good
I cried Goodbye Dixie, go rest in We've got enough trouble without you haunting me We buried that cross now we're looking So go on Dixie don't me, I'm tryin' to forget
Drove up to the courthouse holds the county seat I walked underneath the poplar trees, casting shadows on Main I the old bronze marker I'd seen many times before And after all these years I learned what those were for They used to hang 'em here, back in the of ole Jim Crowe
A black man I knew from high school came out in chains He used to make me laugh, but now his eyes were with pain He got sellin' rock down there on MLK So the county came and locked him up and took his kids Oh, he to seem alright to me Man, I wonder what wrong
I cried Dixie, go rest in peace We've got enough here without you haunting me We buried that cross now I'm looking So go on Dixie don't bother me, I'm to forget
Way yonder in the land of cotton, oh how times have changed But I wonder if the truth is on Its hard to be a man and learn your history Cause it all comes back and hits you to home
I cried Dixie, go rest in peace We've got enough here without you haunting me We buried that cross now I'm to make a dime So go on don't bother me, So go on Dixie don't me, So go on Dixie don't me, Because I got the time