Dixie Lullaby - Pat Green

My father had skin like leather,

Hands like steal,

From the lifetime spent in the cotton feild.

know he would come home tired and dirty almost every night,

He found the strenght to smile in me,

Hold my momma tight.

While that old trans sister radio

would play the oprea out in the hall

Id sit and watch their shadows glide across the wall

And they dance to a dixie lullaby

A picture of love beneath southern sky

Oh my, what a beautiful life

Just like a dixie lullaby

I left home at 18, in a hand me down chevrolet

Backed my mommas cookin

My old man stood and waves

Its college, work and love

Then the babies came,

The youngest ones got his grand daddies name,

And in the early morning hours

When my children could not sleep

Id rock them in my arms to a gentle beat,

And sing them a dixie lullaby

Hush baby dont you start to cry

Oh my what a beautiful life

Just like a dixie lullaby

My father was a mountain of a man

That was the description that i gave,

the morning that we layed him in his grave

There with my momma by his side

I said my last goodbye to a man i thought would never die

As i stood there in the feet of amazing grace

Oh how the tear ran down my face

And i sang him a dixie lullaby

We’ll meet again, by and by oh my what a beautiful life

just like a dixie lullaby

Oh my what a beautiful life,

just like a dixie lullaby…