Down in Dixieland
Don't you know that dress of yours
Oh, you're so down home girl
You been walkin' through the cotton fields
I'm gonna take you to the muddy river
You're so down home
Oh, you're so down home girl
And push you in
Every time you monkey child
I'm gonna watch you do the second line
Down your velvet skin
And every time you move like that
Citified high heels
I'm with you baby
It tastes like pork and beans
I can tell by your giant step
I gotta go to Sunday mass
With a umbrella in your hand
And every time you move like that
Just to watch the water roll on
Ow! Yeah, too much
I gotta get down and pray
And every time I kiss you girl
Even though you're wearin' them
Oh, you're so down home girl
Oh, you're so down home girl
Was made out of fiberglass
Outta sight
You take my breath away
I'm gonna take you back to New Orleans
