Oh I wish I was
in the land of cotton
Old times they are

not forgotten
Look away look away
look away Dixieland
I wish I was in Dixie

away away
In Dixieland I take my stand
To live and die in Dixie
In Dixieland I was born

Early on a frosty morn`
Look away look away
look away Dixieland
Glory glory hallelujah

Glory glory hallelujah
Glory glory hallelujah
His truth is marching on
So hush little baby

Don`t you cry
You know your
daddy`s bound to die
But all my trials

Lord will soon be over
Glory glory hallelujah
His truth is marching on
His truth is marching on