Текст песни Alabama - Dixie Boy
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I was raised in the shadow of an old cotton mill, back when believin` was in style.Smalltown heaven and a big-eyed boy made sweet music for a while.My daddy worked hard down at the facotry.Nights he went to G.I. school.He didn`t know nothin` `bout the silver spoon, but he lived by the golden rule.Summer nights he was gone; me and mama stayed home, out on the front porch swing, wishin` on the stars in the southern sky, and sometimes we used to sing.We were leaning, leaning on the everlasting arms of love, livin` all the simple joys this Dixie boy is made of.Got my real educationfrom the T.V. station and good ole boys down at the park.The say "Hey, Willie" and those rock-a-billies played their way into myheart.I remember the old folks sittin` `round talkin` on laidback Sunday afternoons.They said them young folks sure got a hard road.Oh, they`re growin` up too soon.Now I know they were right, and as I sit here tonight out on the front porchswing, the stars are shinin` in my young boy`s eyes, just like they did for me;We are leaning, leaning on the everlasting arms of love, livin` all the simple joys this Dixie boy is made of.