Bury Me In Dixie

Mt. Cheaha is my Everest

And the Coosa is my Nile

Alabama's where I was born and raised

And I think I'll stay awhile

Sing about sweet home

And Dixie Land Delight

We tell stories about what goes on in Montgomery at midnight

Cause music row ain't only in Tennessee

So won't you bury me in Dixie

Beneath these Alabama pines

Or take me to Tuscaloosa

Plant me under the fifty yard line

Put me in an old truck

A four door Chevrolet

Drive me down to Guntersville

And park me by the lake

Or take me to Toomer's Corner

Put me under and oak tree

Give em toilet paper

Till they mummify me

I'll rest in peace if they

Bury me in Dixie

Well lay me by my daddy

And my grandpa just the same

I want every headstone next to me

To read my last name

But take me back to Jacksonville

Drive me up mountain street

Lead me into old Paul Snow

And show me to my seat

When God decides it time for us to meet

Won't you bury me in Dixie

Where hard work is a plow

I wish Robert E. Lee could come back

And take a bow

Take me to the Flora-Bama

And set me up at the mullet toss

And everybody drinks on me and I don't care what it cost

Or take me to Talladega

Spread my ashes in turn three

Paint my casket black with a big ass number three

I'll rest in peace

If they bury me in Dixie

Won't God bless Alabama from sea to Tennesse

I'll rest in peace

If they bury me in Dixie