| Song | Dixie Chicken |
| Artist | Little Feat |
| Album | Join the Band |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : George, Kibbee | |
| I've seen the bright lights of | |
| Memphis and the | |
| Commodore | |
| HotelAnd, underneath a street lamp | |
| I met a Southern | |
| BelleWell, she took me to the river where she cast her spell | |
| And, in that southern moonlight she sang the song so well | |
| If you'll be my | |
| Dixie Chicken, | |
| I'll be your | |
| Tennessee | |
| LambAnd we can walk together down in | |
| DixielandDown in | |
| DixielandWell, we made all the hot spots - my money flowed like wine | |
| And then that lowdown southern whiskey began to fog my mind | |
| And I don't remember church bells or the money | |
| I put down | |
| On the white picket fence and boardwalk of the house at the edge of town | |
| Oh, but boy do | |
| I remember the strain of her refrain | |
| And the nights we spent together, and the way she called my name | |
| If you'll be my | |
| Dixie Chicken, | |
| I'll be your | |
| Tennessee | |
| LambAnd we can walk together down in | |
| DixielandDown in | |
| DixielandWell, it's been a year since she ran away - guess that guitar player sure could play | |
| She always liked to sing along - she's always handy with a song | |
| Then one night in the lobby of the | |
| Commodore | |
| HotelI chanced to meet a bartender who said he knew her well | |
| And as he handed me a drink he began to hum a song | |
| And all the boys there at the bar began to sing along | |
| If you'll be my | |
| Dixie Chicken, | |
| I'll be your | |
| Tennessee | |
| LambAnd we can walk together down in | |
| DixielandDown in | |
| Dixieland |
| zuo ci : George, Kibbee | |
| I' ve seen the bright lights of | |
| Memphis and the | |
| Commodore | |
| HotelAnd, underneath a street lamp | |
| I met a Southern | |
| BelleWell, she took me to the river where she cast her spell | |
| And, in that southern moonlight she sang the song so well | |
| If you' ll be my | |
| Dixie Chicken, | |
| I' ll be your | |
| Tennessee | |
| LambAnd we can walk together down in | |
| DixielandDown in | |
| DixielandWell, we made all the hot spots my money flowed like wine | |
| And then that lowdown southern whiskey began to fog my mind | |
| And I don' t remember church bells or the money | |
| I put down | |
| On the white picket fence and boardwalk of the house at the edge of town | |
| Oh, but boy do | |
| I remember the strain of her refrain | |
| And the nights we spent together, and the way she called my name | |
| If you' ll be my | |
| Dixie Chicken, | |
| I' ll be your | |
| Tennessee | |
| LambAnd we can walk together down in | |
| DixielandDown in | |
| DixielandWell, it' s been a year since she ran away guess that guitar player sure could play | |
| She always liked to sing along she' s always handy with a song | |
| Then one night in the lobby of the | |
| Commodore | |
| HotelI chanced to meet a bartender who said he knew her well | |
| And as he handed me a drink he began to hum a song | |
| And all the boys there at the bar began to sing along | |
| If you' ll be my | |
| Dixie Chicken, | |
| I' ll be your | |
| Tennessee | |
| LambAnd we can walk together down in | |
| DixielandDown in | |
| Dixieland |
| zuò cí : George, Kibbee | |
| I' ve seen the bright lights of | |
| Memphis and the | |
| Commodore | |
| HotelAnd, underneath a street lamp | |
| I met a Southern | |
| BelleWell, she took me to the river where she cast her spell | |
| And, in that southern moonlight she sang the song so well | |
| If you' ll be my | |
| Dixie Chicken, | |
| I' ll be your | |
| Tennessee | |
| LambAnd we can walk together down in | |
| DixielandDown in | |
| DixielandWell, we made all the hot spots my money flowed like wine | |
| And then that lowdown southern whiskey began to fog my mind | |
| And I don' t remember church bells or the money | |
| I put down | |
| On the white picket fence and boardwalk of the house at the edge of town | |
| Oh, but boy do | |
| I remember the strain of her refrain | |
| And the nights we spent together, and the way she called my name | |
| If you' ll be my | |
| Dixie Chicken, | |
| I' ll be your | |
| Tennessee | |
| LambAnd we can walk together down in | |
| DixielandDown in | |
| DixielandWell, it' s been a year since she ran away guess that guitar player sure could play | |
| She always liked to sing along she' s always handy with a song | |
| Then one night in the lobby of the | |
| Commodore | |
| HotelI chanced to meet a bartender who said he knew her well | |
| And as he handed me a drink he began to hum a song | |
| And all the boys there at the bar began to sing along | |
| If you' ll be my | |
| Dixie Chicken, | |
| I' ll be your | |
| Tennessee | |
| LambAnd we can walk together down in | |
| DixielandDown in | |
| Dixieland |