Jason McCoy - Born Again in Dixieland Lyrics

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Born Again in Dixieland

Born Again in Dixieland Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Born Again in Dixieland By Jason McCoy?
I was dyin in that small town, dreamed of headin southbound
So I hitched down I-65 I climbed into her trans am, an hour below of Burmingham She was headin home and I was there for the ride Started talkin nonsense an' she was laughin at my accent Wound up on the Alabama shore There was magic in the night air an' a gulf breeze in her blonde hair That's what my soul's searchin for Southern moonlight, southern daughter She led me down to the water As we lay on that cool, white sand I was born again in Dixieland We drank from a mason jar, underneath a blanket of stars And I said 'do you believe this is meant-to-be?' An' she told me 'well I believe the front porch swings The song that the cricket sings- And I believe you belong down here with me Southern moonlight, southern daughter She led me down to the water As we lay on that cool, white sand I was born again in Dixieland We watched the twilight fade, there by the ocean waves And it made me feel at home An' I knew I'd found my place, lost in her embrace I was baptized in her arms Southern moonlight, southern daughter She led me down to the water As we lay on that cool, white sand I was born again Southern moonlight, southern daughter She led me down to the water As we lay on that cool, white sand I was born again in Dixieland In Dixieland (Dixieland) |
Who Wrote Born Again in Dixieland By Jason McCoy?
Denny Carr, Jason Mc Coy, Naoise Sheridan
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What's The Duration Of The Born Again in Dixieland By Jason McCoy?The duration of Born Again in Dixieland is 3:23 minutes and seconds. |
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