Oh I wish I was in the land of cotton
Them old times there they're not forgotten
Look away, look away, look away Dixieland
Oh I wish I was in Dixie, away, away
In Dixieland I'll take my stand, to live
and die in Dixie
It was Dixieland, thats where I was born
It was early on one april morning
Look away, look away, look away Dixieland
Glory glory hallelujah
Glory glory hallelujah
Glory glory hallelujah
His truth is marching on
Everybody sing
Glory, glory hallelujah
Glory, glory hallelujah
Glory, glory hallelujah
Well don't you know His truth is marching on
verse 2
Now hush little baby
And don't you cry
For you know your daddy's he's bound to die
But all, all my trials Lord, they'll soon,
they'll soon all be over
So look away, look away, look away, Dixieland