I wish I was in the land of cotton, Old times there are not forgotten. Look away, look away, Look away, Dixieland. In Dixieland, where I was born, Early on one forsty morning, Look away, look away, Look away, Dixieland. I wish I was in Dixie, Hurray, hurray. In Dixieland, I'll take my stand, To live and die in Dixie. Away, away, Away down south in Dixie. |
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