Dixie Lily

[00:06.18] Showboat coming up the river
[00:11.15] See her lanterns flicker in the gentle breeze
[00:16.48] I can hear the crickets singing in the evening
[00:21.84] Old Dixie Lily moving past the cypress trees
[00:27.25] My little boat, she rocks easy
[00:32.50] I've been catching catfish in the creek all day
[00:37.40] Oh and I've never seen ladies like those on the big boats
[00:42.86] Must be fancy breeding lets you live that way
[00:48.64] Dixie Lily, chugging like a grand old lady
[00:53.51] Paddles hitting home in the noonday sun
[00:59.13] Ploughing through the water with your whistles blowing
[01:04.46] Down from Louisiana on the Vicksburg run
[01:12.56] Papa says that I'm a dreamer
[01:17.45] Says them skeetas bit me one too many times
[01:22.31] Oh, but I never get lonesome living on the river
[01:28.16] Watching old Lily leave the world behind
[01:33.41] Dixie Lily, chugging like a grand old lady
[01:38.90] Paddles hitting home in the noonday sun
[01:44.37] Ploughing through the water with your whistles blowing
[01:49.68] Down from Louisiana on the Vicksburg run
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[02:18.98] Dixie Lily, chugging like a grand old lady
[02:24.13] Paddles hitting home in the noonday sun
[02:29.43] Ploughing through the water with your whistles blowing
[02:34.98] Down from Louisiana on the Vicksburg run
[02:39.16] Oh, down from Louisiana on the Vicksburg run
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