Oh I wish I was in the land of cotton
Old things they are not forgotten
Look away, look away, look away Dixieland

Oh I wish I was in Dixie, away, away
In Dixieland I take my stand to live and die in Dixie
Cause Dixieland, that's where I was born

Early Lord one frosty morning
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