[Chorus: Alan Jackson]
I was born on the Dixie Highway
Red clay and Georgia pines
I was raised on the Dixie Highway
No sweeter place you’ll ever find

[Verse 1: Alan Jackson]
Wood frame house and gravel driveway
Willow trees and old front porch
Just outside the city limits
Down on the Highway 34

[Chorus: Alan Jackson]
Yeah I was born on the Dixie Highway
Red clay and Georgia pines
I was raised on the Dixie Highway
No sweeter place you’ll ever find
You won't never find it

[Instrumental Break]
Get another Georgia Boy, come on in here Zac

[Verse 2: Zac Brown]
And having tobacco growing on the roadside
Rolled it up and we smoked it down
Don’t do much, but it makes you feel big
When you’re ten years old in a tiny town
[Chorus: Zac Brown]
I was born on the Dixie Highway
Red clay and Georgia pines
I was raised on the Dixie Highway
No sweeter place you’ll ever find

[Instrumental Break]

[Verse 3: Alan Jackson]
Have a chicken pen right in the backyard
Clothes line running east to west
Butter bean and tomato garden
Six days and a Sunday rest

[Chorus: Alan Jackson & Zac Brown]
Yeah I was born (I was born) on the Dixie Highway (Dixie Highway)
Red clay and Georgia pines
I was raised (I was raised) on the Dixie Highway (Dixie Highway)
No sweeter place you’ll ever find
Aww let's get it

[Instrumental Break]
Woo
Aww good Zac do another one now

[Verse 4: Zac Brown]
Summertime, hot and hazy
Bare feet and a water hose
Melon rind on a country table
Lightning bugs when the sun goes down
[Chorus: Zac Brown & Alan Jackson]
I was born (Yeah I was born) on the Dixie Highway (Way down in Dixie)
Red clay and Georgia pines
I was raised (Yeah I was raised) on the Dixie Highway (On the Dixie Highway)
No sweeter place you’ll ever find (Oh yeah)

[Instrumental Break]

[Verse 5]
And the holy ghost on Sunday morning
Gospel songs and the Bible read
Sunday lunch at momma’s table
Thank the Lord and break the bread

[Chorus: Alan Jackson & Zac Brown]
Yeah I was born (I was born) on the Dixie Highway (Dixie Highway)
Red clay and Georgia pines
I was raised (I was raised) on the Dixie Highway (Dixie Highway)
No sweeter place you’ll ever find
Aww yeah

[Instrumental Break]
That's the way momma liked it
Oh good Zac, do another now

[Verse 6: Zac Brown]
Screened in porch right at the backdoor
Washing machine and an old wood stove
Momma’s singing in the kitchen, rolling homemade biscuit dough
[Chorus: Alan Jackson & Zac Brown]
Yeah I was born (I was born) on the Dixie Highway (Dixie Highway)
Red clay and Georgia pines
Yeah, I was raised (I was raised) on the Dixie Highway (Dixie Highway)
No sweeter place you’ll ever find
Aww pick it

[Instrumental Break]
Well we gonna break down this thing good

[Verse 7: Alan Jackson]
When I’m old and Heaven’s calling
And they come to carry me away
Just lay me down, down in south land
Bury me in the Georgia clay

[Chorus: Alan Jackson & Zac Brown]
Yeah I was born on the Dixie Highway
Red clay and Georgia pines
I was raised (Yeah, I was raised) on the Dixie Highway
No sweeter place you’ll ever find
No sweeter place you’ll ever find
No sweeter place you’ll ever find

[Outro]
We love you Dixie, Amen