• Song:

    Crossin Dixie

  • Artist:

    Wayne Mills Band

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intro: A5 E5 D5 

verse 1:
A5                   E5                 D5
 Tired of my surroundings, I need a little time away from home
A5                      E5                      D5
 Tired of livin that narrow road, I got the urge to roam
A5                  E5                D5 
 I packed up my saddle bags, I'm headin on down the line
A5                       E5                     D5
 Lookin back on that little town, Lord I'm leavin it far behind.

chorus:
                    A5             E5           D5
 As I was crossin dixie thinkin that I, I'd never see her again
           A5              E5           D5 
 Crossin dixie I got my steel horse laid back in the wind
         A5                    E5              D5
 Those fields I plowed and starry nights I know I'm sure to miss
                 A5             E5               D5
 How could the best of old Milwaukee be any better than this
                    A5    E5 D5   A5 E5 D5
 As I was crossin dixie

verse 2:
           A5                  E5           D5 
 I took a left on that old highway, determined to give it my best
          A5                E5                   D5
 With an open mind and a world of time I was headin west
        A5        E5              D5
 The Calarado Rockies started comin into view
               A5         E5             D5   
 It was like nothin I'd ever seen, or ever knew

chorus:
                    A5              E5            D5  
 As I was crossin Denver, thinkin that I, I'd found me a new home
           A5             E5      D5  
 Crossin Denver now I realized, why I decided to roam
        A5               E5                  D5 
 Some people say it's heaven, and by the looks I could agree
          A5               E5                     D5 
 It took lots of time for me to find that it's much to high for me

bridge:
         B5                      A5                        G5             
 Cause theres somethin bout a southern wind while it's whistlin through the 
  D5
pines
           B5                 A5                     G5             D5   
 And the mighty arms of the great white oaks been holdin me just fine
  B5                           A5                        G5          D5     
 Theres somethin bout a southern bell that always keeps me in line
         B5                    A5                     G5          D5  
 And it all came clear as my horse was nearin that mason dixon line

chorus:
                    A5     E5               D5                    
 As I was crossin dixie comin home, I'm comin home to stay
           A5                  E5            D5              
 Crossin dixie I learned my lesson in the time I was away
                A5     E5 D5  
 Bout crossin dixie

A5 E5 D5 through end
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