DIXIE’S LAND.

As sung by the Confederate Soldier.

Away down South in de fields of cotton,
Cinnamon seed and sandy bottom;
Look away, look away,
Look away, look away.
Den ’way down South in de fields of cotton,
Vinegar shoes and paper stockings;
Look away, look away,
Look away, look away.
Den I wish I was in Dixie’s Land,
Oh—oh! Oh—oh!
In Dixie’s land I’ll take my stand,
And live and die in Dixie’s Land,
Away, away, away,
Away down South in Dixie.

Pork and cabbage in de pot,
It goes in cold and comes out hot;
Look away, look away,
Look away, look away.
Vinegar put right on red beet,
It makes them always fit to eat;
Look away, look away,
Look away, look away.
Den I wish I was in Dixie’s Land,
Oh—oh! Oh—oh!
In Dixie’s land I’ll take my stand,
And live and die in Dixie’s Land,
Away, away, away,
Away down South in Dixie.