Alabama: Dixie Boy

aus dem Album: Closer You Get...

Songtext:
Words and music by jim mcbride Baustrom

Iwas raised in the shadow of an old cotton mill, back when believin' was in
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Smalltown heaven and a big-eyed boy made sweet music for a while.
My daddy worked hard down at the facotry.
Nights he went to g.i. school. Sanierungsobjekte
He didn't know nothin' 'bout the silver spoon, but he lived by the golden
Rule.
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Summer nights he was gone; me and mama stayed home, out on the front porch
Swing, wishin' on the stars in the southern sky, and sometimes we used to
Sing. Volleyball Regeln

We were leaning, leaning on the everlasting arms of love, livin' all the
Simple joys this dixie boy is made of. monrose songtexte

Got my real educationfrom the t.v. station and good ole boys down at the
Park. nick boost
The say "hey, willie" and those rock-a-billies played their way into my
Heart.
I remember the old folks sittin' 'round talkin' on laidback sunday Florenz Toskana
Afternoons.
They said them young folks sure got a hard road.
Oh, they're growin' up too soon. Pflanzenextrakte
Now i know they were right, and as i sit here tonight out on the front porch
Swing, the stars are shinin' in my young boy's eyes, just like they did for
Me; Himalayasalz

We are leaning, leaning on the everlasting arms of love, livin' all the
Simple joys this dixie boy is made of.