Dixie

I wish I was in the land of cotton

Old times there are not forgotten;

Look away! Look away! Dixieland

In Dixieland where I was born in,

Early on one frosty morning;

Look away! Look away! Dixieland

 

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Then I wish I was a Dixie, hooray! Hooray!

In Dixieland I’ll take my stand to live and die in Dixie;

Away, away, away down south in Dixie (Repeat)

 

There’s buckwheat cakes and Indian batter

Makes you fat, but that don’t matter;

Look away! Look away! Look away! Dixieland

Then hoe it down and scratch your grabble,

To Dixieland I’m bound the travel,

Look away! Look away! Look away! Dixieland

 

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Then I wish I was a Dixie, hooray! Hooray!

In Dixieland I’ll take my stand to live and die in Dixie;

Away, away, away down south in Dixie (Repeat)