O to dwell no more on the land of cotton
Old times there were awful rotten
Go Away! Go Away!
Antebellum Dixie Land!
In the Devil's Land where I was born
So early on one bitter morn'
Go Away! Go Away!
Go Away! Devil's hand!
O, I wish hate would leave Dixie!
Today! Today!
In My Man's Land I'll take my stand
Though live or die in Dixie
Go Away, Go Away,
Go Away Olde South from Dixie!
Old Rick will marry Will, the weaver,
William was a gay receiver
Look away! Look away!
Look away! Dick's he hand.
But when he put his arm around him
A marriage plan could confound them
There's a way, There's a way
There's a way, Dixie Land
O, I wish I could fix Dixie!
Today! Today!
In Dixie's Land it'd be my wish
To free my swish in Dixie
Today! Today!
Let's all go down to dick see!
Her face sharp as a butch would cleave to her
Married life would not be grief to her
Say OK, Say OK
Say OK, NOW Dixie!
Her Missus would act no foolish part
Not let her die with a broken heart
Let them live! Have their Life!
Peace and Love! Dixie Land.
O, I wish I could fix Dixie!
Today! Today!
In Dixie's Land it'd be my wish
To free my swish in Dixie
Today! Today!
Let's all go down in Dixie!
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