All the statio ns up here they don't sign off with Dixie
the w ay they did in sweet home Alab am'
And the p eople here don't sip Jack Daniels w hiskey
The w ay they do in the T ennessee mountain l and.
I've alwa ys heard alots about the Big Apple
So I thought I'd come up here and s ee.
But all I 've seen so far is one big hassle
Wish I was camped out on the okchoabee
If t his is the promise land I've h ad all I can stand
And I'm heading back below that Dixie l ine.
Now I just don't fit in and I'll n ever come back again
But I'm b usted here and I got D ixie on my m ind.
Oh I'm s tuck up here and I got D ixie on my m ind.
These peo ple never smile or say a word
They' re all to busy trying to make an extra dime.
Oh I'd lo ve to haul them all down around Spa rtanburg
And s how 'em how to rais e hell in Caroline.
Oh the th ings you know that I miss most of al l
is th e freedom of the rivers and th e pines.
They don' t do much hunting and fishing up he re you know
But I have met a few squ irrels and one porc upine.
Well if this is the promise land I 've had all I can stand
wish I was down in Houston town tonight .
Now I just don't fit in and I'll n ever be back again.
But I'm b usted here and I got D ixie on my m ind.
Lord I'm stuck up here and I got Dixie on my mind.