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