Strickly From Dixie - Ella Fitzgerald

I didn’t get my Dixie drawl

A-drinkin' out of a Dixie cup

Yes, sir, I’m strictly from Dixie

And when I say, «I loves you all»

It’s meant to be on the up-and-up

Yes, sir, I’m strictly from Dixie

When I came up from the South

I felt so down in the mouth

Then I took one look at you

And thought about Dixie skies of blue

I thought about sweet magnolias too

I never missed a cotton bowl

I like my tulips a trifle tall

Yes, sir, I’m strictly from Dixie