Lyrics
Found myself in Pittsburgh
working in a steel mill
And I was a southern girl
who’s husband didn’t see
Well he pulled the night shift
and I worked the day shift
And it came too easy
for us to play the game
Somebody said he came from New Orleans
Where he got in a fight over a Cajun Queen
And a crashin’ blow from a huge right hand
Sent a Louisiana fellow to the Promised Land
Well, you give me all your lovin’ and your turtle dovin’
All your hugs and kisses and your money too
Well, you know you love me baby
Until you tell me, maybe
That some day, well I’ll be through
That’ll be the day I’ve got a mother, sister and a brother
Who have gone this way before
I am determined to go and see them, good lord
For they’re on that other shore
I’m going where there’s no depression,
To the lovely land that’s free from care
I’ll leave this world of toil and trouble,
My home’s in Heaven, I’m going there
Way down below the Mason Dixie’s line
Down where the honey suckles are entwined
There’s where the southern winds are blowing
There’s where the daisies growing
My goodness, what a group!
Would you just listen to Mother Mabel
Over there pickin’ the wildwood flower with the angel band?
You know I personally think she’s just about God’s favorite
And Marty Robbins, well, he’s still getting more encores than anybody else up here, just like he used to down on earth
Way down below the Mason Dixie’s line
Down where the honey suckles are entwined
There’s where the southern winds are blowing
There’s where the daisies growing
I can see that 🙂
My Dixie Darlin’
Had some trouble with my sweetheart’s pa
One of her brothers was a bad outlaw
I wrote a letter to my Uncle Fud
This coat and tie is choking me
In your high socitey you cry all day
We’ve been so busy keepin’ up with the Jones
Four car garage and we’re still building on