Well I've seen big city lights They ain't for me ya know Cause nothing beats barefoot Walkin down a red clay road
Sweatin like a dog for my daddy To take my baby to the show And a little bit later maybe ease on Down to the swimming hole
I'm proud to be home grown Proud my hometown calls me one of their own
Lord knows I love this land From the Carolina Cotton fields to Alabama, oh yeah From the blue grass of Kentucky And old Virgina town to Tennessee, they call me me I swear there's no place I'd rather be Then down home in Dixie
You ain't gotta worry bout the hustle And the bustle and the honking horns I'm proud to say it's where I was raised And the music I love was born I learned to wipe my feet and watch my mouth Each time I set foot in momma's house
Lord knows I love this land From The Carolina Cotton fields to Alabama, oh yeah From the blue grass of Kentucky And old Virgina town to Tennessee, they call me me I swear there's no place I'd rather be Then down home in Dixie