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Dixie Flyer Chords

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Dixie Flyer  

Intro:  Dm  Am  Bb (2X)  Gm  Dm  D#  F  C  Bb

      F               Fsus4 F Am       
I was born right here,        November '43
Bb                                  F    Dm            C         Bb
My dad was a captain in the army fighting the germans in Sicily.
F                  Fsus4 F               Am
My poor little momma       didn't know a soul in L.A.
Bb                                       C            F
So we went down to the union station and made our getaway.

Chorus:
F                                Am           Am7  Am
Got on the dixie flyer bound for New Orleans
Bb                               C       F
Across the state of Texas to the land of dreams.
                                 Am           Am7  Am
On the dixie flyer bound for New Orleans
Bb                                         C       F
Back to her friends and her family in the land of dreams.

Dm             Am      Bb
Her own mother came to meet us at the station,
Dm           Am         Bb
Her dress as black as a crow in a coal mine
Gm                                 Dm      D#   
She cried when her little girl got off the train.

Dm                   Am            Bb
Her brothers and her sisters drove down from Jackson, Mississippi
     Dm                 Am          Bb
In a great green hudson driven by a gentile they knew.
Gm                          Dm           D#
Drinkin' rye whiskey from a flask in the back seat
          F           C        Bb
Tryin' to do like the gentiles do
             F            C         Bb
Christ, they wanted to be gentiles, too.
    F                    C        Bb
Who wouldn't down there, wouldn't you?
   F        C          Bb
An american christian, god damn!

Chorus



by: José Duarte
jtduarte1@gmail.com
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