Way down south in the land of Tom Cotton
Old times there are not forgotten,
Look away, look away, look away, Dixie Land.
In Dixie Land where he was born in, early on a frosty mornin',
Look away, look away, look away, Dixie Land.
Then I wish I was in Dixie, hooray! hooray!
In Dixie Land 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.
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alt Yankee Dixie by T. E. Ford
Away down South in the land of traitors, rattlesnakes and alligators
Right away! Come away! Right away! Right away, comeaway!
Where cotton's king and men are chattels
Union boys will win the battles
Right away! Come away! Right away, come away!
We'll all go down to Dixie, away, away!
Each Dixie boy must understand that he must mind his Uncle Sam
Away! Away! We'll all go down to Dixie!
Away! Away! We'll all go down to Dixie!
I wish I was in Baltimore, I'd make secession traitors roar
Right away! Come away! Right away! Come away! Right away, come away!
We'll put the traitors all to route, I'll bet my boots we'll whip 'em out
Right away! Come away! Right away, come away!
We'll all go down to Dixie, away, away!
Each Dixie boy must understand that he must mind his Uncle Sam
Away! Away! We'll all go down to Dixie!
Away! Away! We'll all go down to Dixie!
