Dixie Boy

I was raised in the shadows of an old cotton mill
 Back when believin' was the style
 Small town heaven and a big-eyed boy
 Made sweet music for a while
 My daddy worked hard down at the factory
 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 those simple joys
 This dixie boy is made of
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 Got my real education from the T.V. station
 And good ol' boys down at the park
 The say hey, Willie and those rock-a-billies
 Made their way into my heart
 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 porch swing
 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 those simple joys
 This dixie boy is made of
 We are leaning, leaning on
 The everlasting arms of love
 Livin' all those simple joys
 This dixie boy is made of