When your wheelhouse is the land of cotton,
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The first time you leave it can be strange, it can be shocking
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Not everybody drives a truck, not everybody drinks sweet tea
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Not everybody owns a gun, wears a ball cap boots and jeans
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Not everybody goes to church or watches every nascar race
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Not everybody knows the words to "Ring Of Fire" or "Amazing Grace"
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Chorus:
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Oh, Dixie Land,
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I hope you understand
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When I miss my Tennessee Home
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And I been away way too long
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I can't see this world unless I go
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Outside my Southern Comfort Zone
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I have walked the streets of Rome, I have been to foreign lands
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I know what it's like to talk and have nobody understand
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I have seen the Eiffel Tower lit up on a paris night
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I have kissed a West Coast girl underneath the Northern Lights
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I know what it's like to meet the only one like me,
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To take a good hard look around and be a minority
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And I Miss my tennessee home
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I can see the ways that I grown
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I can't see this world unless I go
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Outside my Southern Comfort Zone
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I miss your biscuits and your gravy
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Fireflies dancing in the night
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you have fed me and saved me
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Billy Graham and Martha White
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I have since become a gypsy
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And I just can't wait to pack
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Cause I know the route I leave on
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It will always bring me back
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(Solo)
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Chorus
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I wish I was in Dixie Again
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I miss my Tennessee Home
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I've been away way too long
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I can't see this world unless I go
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Outside My Southern Comfort Zone
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Look away, look away
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(Chorus: I wish I was in dixie, away, look away)
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Southern Comfort Zone
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| Brad Paisley |
