[04:55.00]Chorus:
[04:55.00]f you ever get south of Cincinnati down where the dogwood trees grow
[04:55.00]If you ever get south of the Mason Dixon to the home you left so long ago
[04:55.00]If you ever get south of the Ohio River down where Dixieland begins
[04:55.00]If you ever get south of Cincinnati I'll be yours again
[04:55.00]She pulled the letter from the pages of her Bible
[04:55.00]And a rose pressed inside the Book of Luke
[04:55.00]For fourteen years she'd write each day but keep it hidden
[04:55.00]Refused to even speak his name, but still she wrote
[04:55.00]Chorus:
[04:55.00]If you ever get south of Cincinnati down where the dogwood trees grow
[04:55.00]If you ever get south of the Mason Dixon to the home you left so long ago
[04:55.00]If you ever get south of the Ohio River down where Dixieland begins
[04:55.00]If you ever get south of Cincinnati I'll be yours again
[04:55.00]At a cold gray apartment in Chicago
[04:55.00]A cigarette drowns inside a glass of gin
[04:55.00]He lies there drunk, but it don't matter drunk or sober
[04:55.00]He'll never read the words that pride won't let her send
[04:55.00]Chorus:
[04:55.00]If you ever get south of Cincinnati down where the dogwood trees grow
[04:55.00]If you ever get south of the Mason Dixon to the home you left so long ago
[04:55.00]If you ever get south of the Ohio River down where Dixieland begins
[04:55.00]If you ever get south of Cincinnati I'll be yours again
[04:55.00]Then I'll be yours again