Guitar tablature for "Dixie Chicken" by "Little Feat"

Artist: Little Feat
Piece: Dixie Chicken
Instrument: Guitar
Submitter: unknown
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From: pkelly@chama.eece.unm.edu (Patrick M. Kelly)
Subject: CHORDS:  Dixie Chicken (Little Feat)
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Date: Thu, 22 Oct 92 13:42:14 GMT
Organization: University of New Mexico, Albuquerque
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Here is an attempt I made at "Dixie Chicken" by Little Feat.
Any help in improving it would be greatly appreciated, especially
the little guitar part which I cannot quite get it right, as well
as some of the lyrics.

 
It sounds a lot better if you play these chords up the neck a bit....
 
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                     DIXIE CHICKEN by Little Feat
 
 
 
              A                                             E
I've seen the bright lights of Memphis, and the Commodore Hotel
                                                A
and underneath the streetlamp, I met a southern belle
 
 
C    C#  D              A                         E
Well she took me to the river, where she cast her spell
                                                   A
and in that southern moonlight, she sang a song so well
 
 
 
CHORUS
E         A                                          E
If you'll be my dixie chicken, I'll be your Tenessee lamb
                                 A  E  A            A  E  A
and we can walk together down in Dixieland, down in Dixieland
 
 
 
 
Well we made all the hotspots, my money flowed like wine
and then that low-down southern whiskey, began to fog my mind
 
and I don't remember church bells, or the money I put down
on the white picket fence and boardwalk, of the house at the edge of town
 
oh but boy do I remember, the strain of her refrain
and the nights we spent together, and the way she'd call my name
 
 
CHORUS
 
 
Well it's been a year since you ran away,
yes that guitar player should could play
she always liked to sing along,
she's always handy with a song
 
and then one night in the lobby, yeah, of the Commodore Hotel
I chanced to meet a bartender, who said he knew her well
 
and as he handed me a drink, he began to hum a song
and all the boys there at the bar, began to sing along
 
 
CHORUS