I Sang Dixie (and yes I know it's problematic)

Written by Dwight Yoakam

Performed by Dwight Yoakam

I sang Dixie as he died
People just walked on by as I cried
The bottle had robbed him of all his rebel pride
So I sang Dixie as he died

Said way down yonder in the land of cotton
Old times there ain't near as rotten
As they are on this damned old L.A. street
Then he drew a dying breath
Laid his head gets my chest
Please Lord, take his soul back home to Dixie

And I sang Dixie as he died
People just walked on by as I cried
The bottle had robbed him of all his rebel pride
So I sang Dixie as he died

Said listen to me son while you still can
Run back home to that Southern land
Don't you see what life here has done to me

Then he closed those old blue eyes
Fell limp against my side
No more pain, now he's safe back home in Dixie

And I sang Dixie as he died
People just walked on by as I cried
The bottle had robbed him of all his rebel pride
So I sang Dixie as he died
I sang Dixie as he died