Lyrics

San Francisco To Chicago Right through Philly New York's doing Dix-A-Billy Dressed in dirty white bucks And blue jeans, New Orleans The kids are doing a dance they call a Dix-A-Billy They don't need a real dance floor They just scatter some straw And then they get a trombone to wail a Dix-A-Billy See them groovin Really movin' Man alive-in' Hands a'jivin Dix-A-Billy Take a honky-tonk piano Played in a southern manner Make it rock with a northern beat a Dix-A-Billy Watch them struttin' and kickin' It beats doin' the chicken No one leaves til the rooster crows a Dix-A-Billy Hear that singin' Feel that rhythm Love that music They're all doing Dix-A-Billy Dix-A-Billy Dix-A-Billy Oh Dix-A-Billy Dix-A-Billy
Writer(s): Paul Evans, Woody Harris, Jack Reardon Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out