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#Subject: Re: REQ: Little Feat: Dixie Chicken
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#The rythm you will have to find on your own. The only way I can describe
#it is (bump bump ba-dump bump). I learn this from a friend of mine who
#put his on a record. If you would like a copy you can contact him at TALL
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#Dixie Chicken
#Lowell George
#Capo 2 to play with record
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#Intro
#F# --> G D
#I've seen the bright lights of Memphis and the Commodore Hotel
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#and underneath a street lamp I met a southern belle
BbBCGD
And she took me to the river and there she cast her spell
and underneath the moonlight she sang this song so well
CHORUS
BbBGD
If you'll be my Dixie Chicken, I''ll be your Tennessee Lamb
GCG
And we can walk together down in Dixieland
BbBGCG
Down in Dixieland
VAMP
DDsus
Well, we hit all the hot spots, my money flowed like wine
And that low down southern whiskey, it began to fog my mind
And I don't remember church bells or the money I put down
Or the white picket fence and boardwalk or the House at the edge of town
CHORUS
Well, it's been a year since she went away,
Yes that guitar player should could play
She always like to sing along, always handy with a song
Then one night in lobby of the Commodore Hotel I chanced to meet a
bartender who said he knew her well
And as he handed me a drink he began to hum a song and all the boys there
at the bar began to sing along