Dixie Lily


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D#b5 
 
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Showboat coming up the  
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river
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See her  
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lanterns flicker  
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in the gentle  
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breeze
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I can hear the crickets singing in the  
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evening 
 
 
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Old  
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Dixie Lily  
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moving past the  
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cypress 
 
trees

My little boat she rocks easy

I’ve been catching catfish in the creek all day
Oh and I’ve never seen ladies like those on the big boats
Must be fancy breeding lets you live that way

 
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Dixie Lily, chugging like a  
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grand old lady
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Paddles hitting home in the noonday
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sun
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Ploughing through the  
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water 
 
 
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with your whistles  
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blowing
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Down from Louisi
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ana on the Vicksburg  
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run
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D#b5 

Papa says that I’m a dreamer

Says them skeetas bit me one too many times
Oh but I never get lonesome living on the river
Watching old Lily leave the world behind

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