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Dixie Chicken
510
Rock
Utwór Dixie Chicken został wydany 9 września 1974 przez Rhino/Warner Records jako część albumu Tarzana Kid
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Data wydania9 września 1974
WytwórniaRhino/Warner Records
JęzykEnglish
Melodyjność
Akustyczność
Valence
Taneczność
Energia
BPM139

Teledysk

Teledysk

Kredyty

PERFORMING ARTISTS
John Sebastian
John Sebastian
Harmonica, Vocals, Rhythm Guitar
Lowell George
Lowell George
Guitar, Harmony Vocals
Emmylou Harris
Emmylou Harris
Background Vocals
Kenny Altman
Kenny Altman
Bass
Bobbye Hall
Bobbye Hall
Congas
Jim Gordon
Jim Gordon
Drums
JERRY MCKUEN
JERRY MCKUEN
Lead Guitar
Buddy Emmons
Buddy Emmons
Steel Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lowell George
Lowell George
Songwriter
Martin Kibbee
Martin Kibbee
Songwriter
David Paich
David Paich
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
John Sebastian
John Sebastian
Producer
Donn Landee
Donn Landee
Engineer
John Boyd
John Boyd
Engineer
Peter Granat
Peter Granat
Engineer
Stephen Jarvis
Stephen Jarvis
Engineer
Erik Jacobsen
Erik Jacobsen
Producer

Tekst Utworu

I seen the bright lights of Memphis
And the Commodore Hotel
And underneath the street lamp
I met a southern belle
She took me to the river
It was there she cast her spell
And in that southern moonlight
She sang a song so well
If you'll be my Dixie chicken
I'll be your Tennessee lamb
And we can walk together
Down in Dixieland
Down in Dixieland, woah, woah
Well, we made all the hot spots
My money flowed like wine
And that low down southern whiskey
Began to fog my mind
And I don't remember church bells
Or the house on the edge of town
With the white picket fence and boardwalk
Or the money I put down
But boy do I remember
The strain of her refrain
And the nights we spent together
And the promise that we made
If you'll be my Dixie chicken
I'll be your Tennessee lamb
And we can walk together
Down in Dixieland
Down in Dixieland, woah, woah
It's been a year since she ran away
I guess that guitar player sure could play
He was always handy with a song
I guess she liked to sing along
'Cause later on in the lobby
Of the Commodore Hotel
I 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 down at the bar
Began to sing along
If you'll be my Dixie chicken
I'll be your Tennessee lamb
And we can walk together
Down in Dixieland
Down in Dixieland, woah, woah
Written by: Fred Martin, Lowell George
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