Bury Me in Dixie
Mount Cheaha is my Everest
And the Coosa is my Nile
Alabama's where I was born and raised
And I think I'll stay awhile
Sing about sweet home
And Dixie Land Delight
We tell stories about what goes on in Montgomery at midnight
'Cause music row ain't only in Tennessee
Won't you bury me in Dixie
Beneath these Alabama pines
Take me to Tuscaloosa
Plant me under the fifty yard line
Put me in an old truck
A four door Chevrolet
Drive me down to Guntersville
And park me by the lake
Or take me to Toomer's Corner
Put me under an oak tree
Give 'em toilet paper
'Til they mummify me
I'll rest in peace if they
Bury me in Dixie
Well, lay me by my daddy
And my grandpa just the same
I want every headstone next to me
To read my last name
But take me back to Jacksonville
Drive me up mountain street
Lead me into old Paul Snow
And show me to my seat
When God decides it's time for us to meet
Won't you bury me in Dixie
Where hard work is a plow
I wish Robert E. Lee could come back
And take a bow
Or take me to the Flora-Bama
And set me up at the mullet toss
Everybody drinks on me and I don't care what it cost
Or take me to Talladega
Spread my ashes in turn three
Paint my casket black with a big ass number three
I'll rest in peace
If they bury me in Dixie
Well, God bless Alabama from sea to Tennessee
I'll rest in peace
If they bury me in Dixie