"Goodbye Dixe" by Corey Smith from the CD "Hard-Headed Fool"



(Whistling Dixie)



Passed an old plantation home off Hwy. 41

Been around since 1850, way before the Union come

Built up on a hill, its got a 500-acre view

But there ain't been no cotton there since Sherman's boys marched through

They've come and burned us down

Guess we had it comin'



(Whistling Dixie)



Jumped out of my pickup truck, there was something in the wind

Filled my soul with empty and sent a chill across my skin

Heard the ghost of a black man hollerin' “Blue” across the field

He said “I sold my only daughter to keep that mansion on a hill”

They wanted to burn it down

Aww, but it wouldn't do no good	



I cried Goodbye Dixie, go rest in peace

We've got enough trouble here without you haunting me

We buried that cross now we're looking ahead

So go on Dixie don't bother me, I'm tryin' to forget



Drove up to the courthouse that holds the county seat

I walked underneath the poplar trees, casting shadows on Main Street

I read the old bronze marker I'd seen many times before

And after all these years I learned what those branches were for

They used to hang ‘em here, back in the days of ole Jim Crowe



A black man I knew from high school came walkin' out in chains

He used to make me laugh, but now his eyes were filled with pain

He got busted sellin' rock down there on MLK

So the county came and locked him up and took his kids away

Oh, he used to seem alright to me

Man, I wonder what went wrong



I cried Goodbye Dixie, go rest in peace

We've got enough trouble here without you haunting me

We buried that cross now I'm looking ahead

So go on Dixie don't bother me, I'm tryin' to forget



Way down yonder in the land of cotton, oh how times have changed

But I wonder if the truth is marching on

Its hard to be a Southern man and learn your history

Cause it all comes back and hits you close to home



I cried Goodbye Dixie, go rest in peace

We've got enough trouble here without you haunting me

We buried that cross now I'm trying to make a dime

So go on Dixie don't bother me, 

So go on Dixie don't bother me,

So go on Dixie don't bother me,

Because I ain't got the time