Tammy Wynette - Dixieland (You Will Never Die) lyrics

Well the shutters are cracked and dry now and the roof lets the rain seep in The old four walls are ready to fall and the sign reads This House Condemned Once a mighty plantation when a nation was at war When mothers prayed for sons that went away and cried for ones that came back no more But oh if this house could talk Lord of Dixieland's finer days Before they tear her down before she hits the ground I'll bet this is what she would say Early on one frosty morn they raised my timbers and I was born Lord I remember the day The mighty oak became my soul the Delta sun kept me from the cold Lord Lord look away I've seen history Robert E Lee and Johnny Reb hold his head up high They can tear me down down down but Dixieland you will never die Well the garden gate is rusty and the well is dusty and dry The magnolia trees are swayin' in the breeze as if to hang their heads and cry The ballroom is quiet and empty where music used to play And the battlefields are resting and still with the ghosts of the blue and the gray This house has seen it all Lord as time kept marchin' on But I'll bet those walls can recall a story all their own Early on one frosty morn they raised my timbers and I was born Lord I remember the day The mighty oak became my soul the Delta sun kept me from the cold Lord Lord look away I've seen history Robert E Lee and Johnny Reb hold his head up high They can tear me down down down but Dixieland you will never die But Dixieland you'll never die