Way down in Dixie oh do they miss me

Down along the Dixie Line

Banjos are strumming

Horseflies are humming

Ripe melons on the vine

The gold and the gray

They say look away

Way down along the Dixie Line

Back in my childhood I walk the wildwood

Down along the Dixie Line

The freight trains are squalling

Eyeballs are bawling

Four engines at a time

Well I was so happy with Momma and Pappy

Down along the Dixie Line

Can't you hear them drivers wail

Can't you see them bright rails shine

I want to catch that fireball man

Leaving northland far behind

Rivers of whiskey flow down to Dixie

Down along the Dixie Line

But they pulled up the tracks now

And I can't go back now

Can't hardly keep from cryin'

Oh do they miss me way down in Dixie

Down along the Dixie Line

Can't you hear them drivers wail

Can't you see them bright rails shine

I want to catch that fireball man

Leaving northland far behind

Can't you hear them drivers wail

Can't you see them bright rails shine

I want to catch that fireball man

Leaving northland far behind

I want to catch that fireball man

Leaving northland far behind