If It Ain't Dixie (It Won't Do) Lyrics by Alabama
Album : 40 Hour Week
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(Kent M. Robbins - John Jarrard)

Oh, I love those Colorado Rockies
And that big starry Montana sky
And the lights of San Francisco
On a California night
Enjoyed those ballgames in Chicago
On those windy afternoons
It’s a big beautiful country
But I’m never home too soon
If it ain’t Dixie, it won’t do.

If it ain’t Dixie it don’t feel quite like home
My southern blood runs deep and true
I’ve had good times
North of the line
I’ve got a lot of good friends, too
But if it ain’t Dixie, it won’t do
It won’t do.

--- Instrumental ---

When the leaves turn in New England
I love the chill that’s in the air
I’ve walked the New York City sidewalks
Had a big time in Times Square
But now my wheels are rollin’ southward
And heaven’s comin’ into view
Home-sweet-home is Alabama
That’s what I look forward too.

If it ain’t Dixie it don’t feel quite like home
My southern blood runs deep and true
I’ve had good times
North of the line
I’ve got a lot of good friends, too.

If it ain’t Dixie, it won’t do
It won’t do.

If it ain’t Dixie
Oh no, Oh no-whoah.

Now my wheels are rollin’ southward
And heaven’s comin’ into view
Home-sweet-home is Alabama
That’s what I look forward to.

If it ain’t Dixie, it just won’t do
If it ain’t Dixie, whoa no.

If it ain’t Dixie.

If it ain’t Dixie, oh yeah.

If it ain’t Dixie, oh no...
(Kent M. Robbins - John Jarrard)      Oh, I love those Colorado Rockies   And that big starry Montana sky   And the lights of San Francisco   On a California night   Enjoyed those ballgames in Chicago   On those windy afternoons   It’s a big beautiful country   But I’m never home too soon   If it ain’t Dixie, it won’t do.      If it ain’t Dixie it don’t feel quite like home   My southern blood runs deep and true   I’ve had good times   North of the line   I’ve got a lot of good friends, too   But if it ain’t Dixie, it won’t do   It won’t do.      --- Instrumental ---      When the leaves turn in New England    I love the chill that’s in the air   I’ve walked the New York City sidewalks   Had a big time in Times Square   But now my wheels are rollin’ southward   And heaven’s comin’ into view   Home-sweet-home is Alabama   That’s what I look forward too.      If it ain’t Dixie it don’t feel quite like home   My southern blood runs deep and true   I’ve had good times   North of the line   I’ve got a lot of good friends, too.      If it ain’t Dixie, it won’t do   It won’t do.      If it ain’t Dixie   Oh no, Oh no-whoah.      Now my wheels are rollin’ southward   And heaven’s comin’ into view   Home-sweet-home is Alabama   That’s what I look forward to.      If it ain’t Dixie, it just won’t do   If it ain’t Dixie, whoa no.      If it ain’t Dixie.      If it ain’t Dixie, oh yeah.      If it ain’t Dixie, oh no...