Written by ： Kelley Lovelace

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 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 be the only one like me

To take a good hard look around and be in the 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

You have fed me you have saved me

Billy graham and Martha white

I have since become a drifter

And I just can't wait to pack

'Cause I know the route I leave on

It will always bring me back

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

Look away look away