Standard (EADGBE)

Intro

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 When your wheelhouse, is the land of cotton

 The first time you leave, it can be strange, it can be shocking

 Not everybody drives a truck, not everybody drinks sweet tea

 Not everybody owns a gun, wears a ball cap, boots and jeans

 Not everybody goes to church, or watches every nascar race

 Not everybody knows the words to "Ring Of Fire" or "Amazing Grace"

  Oh, Dixie Land, I hope you understand

  When I miss my Tennessee Home

  And I’ve been away way too long

  I can't see this world unless I go

  Outside my Southern Comfort Zone

 I have walked the streets of Rome, I have been to foreign lands

 I know what it's like to talk, and have nobody understand

 I have seen the Eiffel Tower, lit up on a Paris night

 I have kissed a West Coast girl, underneath the Northern Lights

 I know what it's like to meet, the only one like me

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To take a good hard look around, and be a minority

  And I Miss my Tennessee home

  I can see the ways that I’ve grown

  I can't see this world unless I go

  Outside my Southern Comfort Zone

 I miss your biscuits and your gravy, fireflies dancing in the night

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You have fed me, you have saved me, Billy Graham and Martha White

 I’ve since become a drifter, and I just can't wait to pack

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Cause I know the road I leave on, it will always bring me back

Solo

I wish I was in Dixie, Away

 And I miss my Tennessee Home

 I've been away way too long

 I can't see this world unless I go

 Outside My Southern Comfort Zone

 Look away, look away

 I wish I was in Dixie, away, look away

 I wish I was in the land of cotton, look away

................, away, look away

................, live and die in Dixie

 In Dixie