A river of whiskey flows down in Dixie

Nu försvinner jag. Det blir kalops med rödbetor, plugg till det och sedan ännu mera plugg. Just nu rullar Gillan Welch's nya album The harrow and the harvest i bakgrunden här hemma, underbart bra! Gillar ni amerikansk folkmusik (haha, varför nu någon annan än jag skulle göra det...) så ladda ner den. Mums för öronen. Hörs ikväll!

Way down in Dixie, oh do they miss me

Down along the Dixie Line

Banjos are strumming

Horseflies are humming

Ripe melons on the vine

The gold and the grey weeds

Saying look away

Way down along the Dixie Line

I spent my childhood walking the wildwood

Down along the Dixie Line

Freight trains are squalling

Eyeballs are bawling

Four engines at a time

I was so happy with Momma and Pappy

Down along the Dixie Line