On a highway headed south somewhere to Dixie Where the cotton blooms in spring and snow dont fly Im gonna rest these chilly bones in southern sunshine And live where the weathers warm until I die North Dakota youve got my better years Montana youve got five years of my life But your subzero wind will never touch me again Southern folks cant live on snow and ice On a highway headed south... When I cross the Dixie line Ill throw away my coat And my goods down underwear will have to go Ill never live again where the weather chills you to the bone Im tired of livin like an Eskimo On a highway headed south... On a highway headed south...You might also like
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