Strictly 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

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

Good Lord, Dixie, my Lord Dixie

I’m strictly from Dixie, Dixie, Dixie