Born Again In Dixieland

Jason Mccoy

I was dyin in that small town, dreamed of headin southbound 
So I hitched down I-65 
I climbed into her trans am, an hour below of Burmingham 
She was headin home and I was there for the ride 
Started talkin nonsense an' she was laughin at my accent 
-Wound up on the Alabama shore 
There was magic in the night air an' a gulf breeze in her blonde hair 
That's what my soul's searchin for 

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Summer moonlight, southern daughter 
She led me down to the water 
As we lay on that cool, white sand 
I was born again in Dixieland 

We drank from a mason jar, underneath a blanket of stars 
And I said 'do you believe this is meant-to-be?' 
An' she told me 'well I believe the front porch swings 
-The song that the cricket sings- 
And I believe you belong down here with me 

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Summer moonlight, southern daughter 
She led me down to the water 
As we lay on that cool, white sand 
I was born again in Dixieland 

We watched the twilight fade, there by the ocean waves 
And it made me feel at home 
An' I knew I'd found my place, lost in her embrace 
I was baptized in her arms 

CHORUS 

Summer moonlight, southern daughter 
She led me down to the water 
As we lay on that cool, white sand 
I was born again.... 

CHORUS 

Summer moonlight, southern daughter 
She led me down to the water 
As we lay on that cool, white sand 
I was born again in Dixieland 

In Dixieland (Dixieland)
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