Dixie Chicken Lowell George (Little Feat) Intro: A (8 measures) E7 A E7 I've seen the bright lights of Memphis, and the Commodore Hotel A And underneath the streetlamp, I met a southern belle A7 D A E7 Well she took me to the river, where she cast her spell A And in that southern moonlight, she sang a song so well |E7 A E7 |If you'll be my dixie chicken, I'll be your Tennessee lamb | A E7 A E7 A E7 A |And we can walk together down in Dixieland, down in Dixieland | | |Tag: A (8 measures) E7 A E7 Well we made all the hot spots, my money flowed like wine A And then that low-down southern whiskey began to fog my mind D A E7 And I don't remember church bells, or the money I put down A On the white picket fence and boardwalk, of the house at the edge of town A7 D A E7 Oh but boy do I remember, the strain of her refrain A And the nights we spent together, and the way she called my name Refrain Break (16 measures) E7 A E7 Well it's been a year since she ran away, yes that guitar player should complain A She always liked to sing along, he was always handy with a song D A E7 And then one night in the lobby of the Commodore Hotel A I chanced to meet a bartender who said he knew her well A7 D A E7 And as he handed me a drink, he began to hum a song A And all the boys there at the bar began to sing along Refrain (2x) Tag: A Outro: A (8 measures; retard last measure)