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 holds me close, Good Lord, he knows exactly

Where it's at

He gets down to the nitty gritty, he don't waste a lot

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

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 he'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 then 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

When my baby says he loves me without a single word

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