Alan Jackson - Dixie Highway Ukulele

Chorus & Solos: 
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Verse:
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Intro: Banjo lick then, four bar electric riff then,  G G G G  (1 1 1 1)

Chorus: 
      C                   G           D                G
I was born on the Dixie Highway, red clay and Georgia pines
       C                    G                  D                G
I was raised on the Dixie Highway, no sweeter place youll ever find.

Verse: 
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Wood frame house and a gravel driveway
       C                     G
Willow trees and old front porch
                         
Just outside the city limits,
         D       G
Down on highway 34.

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Electric Solo: Chorus Progression

That cr*ppy tobacco growing on the roadside
Rolled it up and we smoked it down.
Dont do much, but it makes you feel big
When you're ten years old in a tiny town.

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Fiddle Solo: Chorus Progression

Had a chicken pen right in the backyard
Clothes line running east to west
Butter bean and Tomato garden, 
Six days and a Sunday rest.

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Piano Solo: Chorus Progression

Summertime, hot and hazy, 
Bare feet and a water hose
Melon rind on a country table
Lightning bugs when the sun goes down.

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Electric Guitar Solo: Chorus Progression

And the holy ghost on a Sunday morning,
Gospel songs and a Bible read
Sunday lunch at mommas table, 
Thank the Lord and break the bread.

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Electric Guitar & Banjo Solos: Chorus Progression

Had a screened in porch right out the backdoor,
Washing machine and an old wood stove
Momma singing in the kitchen, 
Rolling homemade biscuit dough.

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Acoustic Guitar Solo: Chorus Progression

Spoken: Alright were gonna break down this next verse

(Nc. or scratch it out if playing on your own)
When Im old Heavens calling
And they come to carr-me go away
Just lay me down, down in the south land
Bury me in the Georgia clay.        

Repeat Chorus and tag (No sweeter place you'll ever find) - X2