Biografia:
Foster was born in Cincinnati, Ohio, and educated at Wilberforce University. In 1949, he moved to Detroit, Michigan where he joined the local jazz scene, playing with musicians such as Wardell Gray. Drafted into the US Army in 1951, Foster served in Korea with the 7th Infantry Division. Upon finishing his military service in 1953 he joined Count Basie's big band. Foster contributed both arrangements and original compositions to Count Basie’s band including the standard
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[Intro]
E B A x4
[Verse 1]
E B A E B A E
Way up yonder, up there behind them pearly gates,
E B A E E
is there a place, Lord I wonder, where a good old boy can stay?
[Chorus 1]
B A E
Cause I love the life I live down in the south land.
B A E B A
There ain't nothing like being below the old mason line. And if heaven ain't a lot like dixie,
E B
Lord you know I still wanna go, I just hope you got a dirt road
A E B A E
that leads to a fishing hole and don't mind me bringing my pole.
[Verse 2]
B A E B A E
I don't claim to be no saint, doing my best to get a little better every day
B A E B A E
And when they asked me, "Frank, won't you tell me, why do you drink?" Cause I know I'll fly away.
[Chorus 2]
B A E
Cause I love the life I live down in the south land.
B A E B A
There ain't nothing like being below the old mason line. And if heaven ain't a lot like dixie,
E B
Lord you know I still wanna go, I just hope you got a dirt road
A E
that leads to a fishing hole and don't mind me bringing my pole.
[Solo]
E B A x4
[Verse 3]
E B A
Lord I hope I live me a long time until I'm old and grey.
E B A
And when I face my final hour, this here's what I'm gonna say.
[Chorus 3]
B A E
Well I sure did love my life down in the south land.
B A E B A
There was nothing like being below this old mason line. And if heaven ain't a lot like dixie,
E B
Lord you know I still wanna go, I just hope you got a dirt road
A E
that leads to a fishing hole and don't mind me bringing my pole.
B
I just hope you got a dirt road
A E
that leads to a fishing hole and don't mind me bringing my pole.
E B A x4
[Verse 1]
E B A E B A E
Way up yonder, up there behind them pearly gates,
E B A E E
is there a place, Lord I wonder, where a good old boy can stay?
[Chorus 1]
B A E
Cause I love the life I live down in the south land.
B A E B A
There ain't nothing like being below the old mason line. And if heaven ain't a lot like dixie,
E B
Lord you know I still wanna go, I just hope you got a dirt road
A E B A E
that leads to a fishing hole and don't mind me bringing my pole.
[Verse 2]
B A E B A E
I don't claim to be no saint, doing my best to get a little better every day
B A E B A E
And when they asked me, "Frank, won't you tell me, why do you drink?" Cause I know I'll fly away.
[Chorus 2]
B A E
Cause I love the life I live down in the south land.
B A E B A
There ain't nothing like being below the old mason line. And if heaven ain't a lot like dixie,
E B
Lord you know I still wanna go, I just hope you got a dirt road
A E
that leads to a fishing hole and don't mind me bringing my pole.
[Solo]
E B A x4
[Verse 3]
E B A
Lord I hope I live me a long time until I'm old and grey.
E B A
And when I face my final hour, this here's what I'm gonna say.
[Chorus 3]
B A E
Well I sure did love my life down in the south land.
B A E B A
There was nothing like being below this old mason line. And if heaven ain't a lot like dixie,
E B
Lord you know I still wanna go, I just hope you got a dirt road
A E
that leads to a fishing hole and don't mind me bringing my pole.
B
I just hope you got a dirt road
A E
that leads to a fishing hole and don't mind me bringing my pole.
Frank Mills
Frank Morey
Frank Petersen
Frank Pierce
Frank Pole