When your wheelhouse is the land of cotton,
The first time you leave it can be strange,
It can be shocking
Not everybody drives a truck, not everybody drinks sweet tea
Not everybody owns a gun, wears a ball cap boots and jeans
Not everybody goes to church or watches every nascar race
Not everybody knows the words to "ring of fire" or "amazing grace"
Oh, Dixie Land
I hope you understand
When I miss my tennessee home
And I been away way too long
I can't see this world unless I go
Outside my southern comfort zone
I have walked the streets of rome, I have been to foreign lands
I know what it's like to talk and have nobody understand
I have seen the eiffel tower lit up on a paris night
I have kissed a west coast girl underneath the northern lights
I know what it's like to meet the only one like me
To take a good hard look around and be a minority
And I miss my tennessee home
I can see the ways that I grown
I can't see this world unless I go
Outside my southern comfort zone
I miss your biscuits and your gravy
Fireflies dancing in the night
You have fed me and saved me
Billy graham and martha white
I have since become a gypsy
And I just can't wait to pack
Cause I know the route I leave on
It will always bring me back
I wish I was in dixie again
I miss my tennessee home
I've been away way too long
I can't see this world unless I go
Outside my southern comfort zone
Look away, look away
(I wish I was in Dixie, away, look away)