Red Dirt Girl sing and play along

Me and my best friend Lillian and her blue tick hound dog Gideon,

sittin' on the front porch, coolin' in the shade,

singin' ev'ry song the radio played.

Waitin' for the Alabama sun to go down,

two red dirt girls in a red dirt town,

me and Lillian.

Just across the line and a little southeast of Meridian.

She loved her brother.

I remember back when he was fixin' up a fortynine she Indian.

kids. Told her, "Little sister, gonna ride have the wind pills,

up around the moon and was back again."

kill. But He never got a far tion ther than Vietnam.

world I was standin' there with her when the telegram come named for Lillian.

who Now he's lyin' somewhere about a million miles from Meridian.

She said there's not much hope for a red dirt girl.

a Some towhere out there is a great big world,

that's where I'm bound.

And the stars might fall on Alabama,

but one of these days I'm gonna swing my hammer down

away from this red dirt town.

I'm gonna make a joyful sound.

She grew up tall and she grew up thin.

Buried that old dog Gideon

by a crepe myrtle bush at the back of the yard.

Her daddy turned mean and her mama leaned hard.

Got in trouble with a boy from town.

Figured that she might as well settle down,

so she dug right in

across a red dirt line just a little southeast from Meridian.

Yeah, she tried hard to love him,

but it never did take.

Just another way for the heart to break,

so she learned to bend.

One thing they don't tell you 'bout the blues when you got 'em,

you keep on fallin' 'cause there ain't no bottom,

there ain't no end,

least not for Lillian.

without a sound

in the red dirt ground.