Dixie Hummingbird

okay here's a song about my sweetheart down south

now you might ask, "is he a fox?" oh, shut your mouth!

now his mama taught him to be seen and not heard

so, when he's having a good time, oh he coo's like a bird

Well, he hails from Atlanta,

he's got a soft southern style

and the way he's put together,

holy mackrel, honey chile

he don't like conversation,

no he's never been one to chat

but when he hold me close,

Good Lord, he knows exactly where it's at

he gets down to the nitty gritty,

he don't waste alot of time

we start to spoon and pretty soon

he's humming "Georgia On My Mind"

and then he makes

those kinky little sounds in my ear

they're not in any dictionary

but it's coming through loud and clear

when my baby says he loves me

without a single word,

he's my dixie hummingbird

(humming "Dixieland")

Well now, he hardly ever speaks,

i guess he never finds the need

but you must admit that a thousand words

don't stack up to the deed

he lets his actions do the talking

and he tries so hard to please

and it's mighty fine, he's all mine

and i'm his main squeeze

yeah, he's really saying something

with a language all his own

well, he may not know the words

but he can really hum along

and when he makes those kinky

little sounds in my ear

they're not in any dictionary

but he's coming through loud and clear

when my baby says he loves me

without a single word,

he's my dixie hummingbird

(humming "Dixieland")

when my baby says he loves me

without a single word,

he's my Dixie, he's my Dixie Hummingbird

(humming "Dixieland")

(humming "Dixieland")

(humming "Dixieland")