Are You From Dixie?

Well I am; born in Birmingham just like EmmyLou and E.O. Wilson. Here's some classic Grandpa Jones, at his peak.

Hello there stranger! How do you do?
There's something I'd like to say to you.
Now don't be surprised, you'll recognize
I'm no detective but I just surmise.

That you're from the place where I long to be,
Your smiling face seems to say to me,
You're from my homeland, sunny homeland,
Now tell me can it be?

That you're from Dixie, I said from Dixie!
Where the fields of cotton beckon to me.
I'm glad to see you, tell me how be you
And the friends I'm longing to see?
Are you from Alabama, Tennessee or Caroline,
Any place below the Mason-Dixon line;
Are you from Dixie, I said from Dixie?
'Cause I’m from Dixie too!

It was a way back in eighty nine,
I crossed that old Mason-Dixon line.
Gee but I've yearned, longed to return,
To that old place that I left behind.
Well my home is way down in Alabam'
On a plantation near Birmingham.
There's one thing's certain, I'm always flirtin'
With those south-bound trains.

That run to Dixie, I said to Dixie!
Where the fields of cotton beckon to me.
I'm glad to see you, tell me how be you
And the friends I'm longing to see?
Are you from Alabama, Tennessee or Caroline,
Any place below the Mason-Dixon line;
Are you from Dixie, I said from Dixie?
'Cause I’m from Dixie too!

And Scotty Anderson will make you want to throw your guitar away...

Last but not least, Ernest Thompson from 1924: