Dixie Hummingbird

(álbum: Feel The Music - 1977)

Okay, here's a song about my sweetheart down south
Now you might ask, "Is she a fox?"
Oh, shut your mouth
But her mama taught her to be seen and not heard
So when she's having a good time, whoa, she coos like a bird

Well, she hails from Atlanta, she got a soft southern style
And the way she's put together, holy mackerel, honey chile
Ah, she don't like conversation, no, she's never been one to chat
But when she holds me close, good Lord, she knows exactly where it's at

She gets down to the nitty gritty, she don't waste a lot of time
We start to spoon and pretty soon, she's humming "Georgia on My Mind"
And when she makes those kinky little sounds in my ear
They're not in any dictionary, but she's coming through loud and clear

Yeah, my baby says she loves me without a single word
She's my Dixie hummingbird

Well, now she hardly ever speaks, I guess she never finds the need
But you must admit that a thousand words don't stack up to the deed
She lets her actions do the talking and she tries so hard to please
And is mighty fine, she's all mine and I'm her main squeeze

Yeah, she's really saying something with a language all her own
Well, she may not know the words but she can really hum along
And when she makes those kinky little sounds in my ear
They're not in any dictionary, but she's coming through loud and clear

My baby says she loves me without a single word
She's my Dixie hummingbird

When my baby says she loves me without a single word
She's my Dixie hummingbird