Paroles:
Theile Johann Williams

hold your knife The way we danced till three The way you changed my life Oh, no, they can't take that away from me No, they can't take that away No, they

First they ingore you Then laugh at you, and hate you Then they fight you Then you win When the truth dies Very bad things happen They're being heartless

in the California sun a red caddilac having to much fun Now we were playing them halls and jammin' then until they moved me on over to M.G.M They said

Have disowned a few others and me I guess it's because I kinda changed my direction And Lord, I guess I went And broke their family tradition They get

loving Jesse more these days And nobody wants to get drunk and get loud And all my rowdy friends have settled down And the hang overs hurt more then they

me That's how they do it in Dixie Electric slidin' on a sawdust floor Long-neck chaser for a Shot of hard core whiskey That's how they do it in Dixie

of mind You know, the red necks and the preppies They are in their discos and honky-tonks Somewhere between 'Raising Hell' and 'Amazing Grace' Lord, I know just how they

Heaven ain't a lot like Dixie I don't wanna go If Heaven ain't a lot like Dixie I'd just as soon stay home If they don't have a Grand Ole Opry Like they

my bones That'll breathe and fly again Until when we both are ghosts I will miss you like a friend But they'll never take the good years There are some that never pass No, they