Dixie Cannonball

(álbum: The Complete Hank Williams - 1998)

I'm a'heading back to dixie,
That's the place i long to be,
Where the cotton grows and the suwanee flows,
That's home sweet home to me,
Where they meet you and they greet you,
With the sweetest how you are,
Well shut my mouth, i'm a'heading south,
On the dixie cannon ball

On the dixie cannonball, on the dixie cannonball,
Just listen to the whistle, it'll thrill you one and all,
And i know there's some one waiting, with the sweetest how you are,
Well shut my mouth, i'm a'heading south, on the dixie cannon-ball

When i cross them smokey mountains. i'll be counting every mile,
When the whistle blows, i'll be on my toes,
And i'll shuffle down the aisle,
And i know i'll not be lonesome,
When i see them treetops tall,
On the dixie cannon-ball

On the dixie cannonball, on the dixie cannonball,
Just listen to the whistle, it'll thrill you one and all,
And i know there's some one waiting, with the sweetest how you are,
Well shut my mouth, i'm a'heading south, on the dixie cannon-ball

Yes, i'm going back to dixie, that's the place i long to be,
Where the cotton grows and the suwanee flows,
That's home sweet home to me,
Where they meet you and they greet you,
With the sweetest how you are,
Well shut my mouth, i'm a'heading south,
On the dixie cannon ball

On the dixie cannonball, on the dixie cannonball,
Just listen to the whistle, it'll thrill you one and all,
And i know there's some one waiting, with the sweetest how you are,
Well shut my mouth, i'm a'heading south, on the dixie cannon-ball