Good To Be Home In Dixie
...leaving starched shirts and neckties in my rearview,
mission accomplished and to The North, I bid adieu.
I set fire to a Panatela and answered the call - "ALL ABOARD!"
The Cajun Queen was southbound down The Mighty Mississippi - MY REWARD!
The whistle blew, the bell clanged and that big paddle wheel slapped the muddy
water in perfect three quarter time.
Two summers had past since I left home at Oak Alley
seemed much longer since I held my sweet Scarlet O'Malley
Good to home in Dixie.
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