Mame - Philharmonic Wind Orchestra, Marc Reift Orchestra, Marc Reift

You coax the blues right out of the horn, Mame

You charm the husk right off of the corn, Mame

You’ve got that banjoes strummin'

And plunkin' out a tune to beat the band

The whole plantation’s hummin'

Since you brought Dixie back to Dixie land

You make the cotton easy to pick, Mame

You give my old mint julep a kick, Mame

Who ever thought a Yankee would put

A little Dixie mouse to shame

You’ve made us feel alive again

You’ve given us the drive again

To make the South revive again, Mame

Beauregard Burnside:

You’ve brought the cake-walk back into style, Mame

You make the weepin' willow tree smile, Mame

Your skin is Dixie satin

There’s rebel in your manner and your speech

You may be from Manhattan

But Georgia never had a sweeter peach

You make our black-eyed peas and our grits, Mame

Seem like the bill of fare at the Ritz, Mame

You came, you saw, you conquered

And absolutely nothing is the same

You’re special fascination’ll prove to be

Inspirational

We think you’re just sensational, Mame

Since you brought Dixie back to Dixie land

Since you brought Dixie back to Dixie land

You coax the blues right out of the horn, Mame

You charm the husk right off of the corn, Mame

You’ve got that banjoes strummin'

And plunkin' out a tune to beat the band

The whole plantation’s hummin'

Since you brought Dixie back to Dixie land

You make the cotton easy to pick, Mame

You give my old mint julep a kick, Mame

Who ever thought a Yankee would put

A little Dixie mouse to shame

You’ve made us feel alive again

You’ve given us the drive again

To make the South revive again, Mame

Mame!

Mame!

Mame!

Mame!