C     D     G                 C       D       C 

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My father had skin like leather hands like steel 
       C                            G      D 
from a lifetime spent in the cottonfields    And 
              G                  Am7         C      D 
though hed come home tired and dirty almost every night 
             C                            D 
he found the strength to smile at me and hold my mama tight 
            Am                                 Em 
while that old transister radio would play the opry out in the hall 
           C                                      D 
id sit and watch their shadows glide across the wall 



 	  	  	 
 	  	  	 

                        Am7  D      G 
And theyd dance to a dixie lullaby 
            Am7             D         G 
picture of love beneath the southern sky 
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oh my what a beautiful life, just like a dixie lullaby 

 	  	  	 


Verse Two: 
i left home at 18 
in a hand me down chevrolet 
packed my mamas goodness and my old mans stubborn ways 
it was college, work, and love 
then the babies came 
the youngest ones got his grandaddy''s name 
and in the early morning hours when my children could not sleep. 
i''d rock them in my arms to a simple beat 



 	  	  	 
 	  	  	 

And id sing them a dixie lullaby 
hush baby dont you start to cry 
oh my what a beautiful life 
just like a dixie lullaby 

 	  	  	 


Verse Three: 
my father was a mountain of a man 
that was the descr i ption that i gave 
the morning that we laid him in his grave 
there with my mama by his side, we said our last goodbye 
to a man we thought would never die 
as i stood there in the fields of amazing grace 
oh how the tears ran down my face. 



 	  	  	 
 	  	  	 

and i sang him a dixie lullaby 
well 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