Down Along the Dixie Line Songtext
von Gillian Welch

Way down in Dixie, oh do they miss me
Down along the Dixie Line
Banjos a-strummin′, horseflies a-hummin'
Ripe melons on the vine
The gold and the gray, we′d sing "Look away"
Way down along the Dixie Line

I spent my childhood walking the wildwood
Down along the Dixie Line
Freight trains a-squallin', highballs a-ballin'
Four engines at a time
I was so happy with mama and pappy
Down along the Dixie Line


Can′t you hear those drivers wail?
Can′t you see those bright rails shine?
Gonna catch that Fireball Mail
Leave the north land far behind

A river of whiskey flows down in Dixie
Down along the Dixie Line
They pulled up the tracks, now I can't go back now
Can′t hardly keep from crying
Oh, do they miss me way down in Dixie
Down along the Dixie Line

Can't you hear those drivers wail?
Can′t you see those bright rails shine?
Wanna catch that Fiireball Mail
Leave the north land far behind

Down along the Dixie Line