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 frosty mornin’
Look away, look away, look away, Dixieland
Chorus:
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
Away, away, away down south in Dixie
Repeat Chorus
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