I wish I was in the land of cotton, Old times there are not forgotten. Look away, Look away Dixie Land. Then I wish I was in Dixie Hooray! Hooray! In Dixie Land I'll take my stand To live and die in Dixie, Away, Away, Away down south in Dixie. Away, Away, Away down south in Dixie. In Dixie Land Where I was born in, Early on on frosty mornin'. Look away, Look away Dixie Land. Then I wish I was in Dixie Hooray! Hooray! In Dixie Land I'll take my stand To live and die in Dixie, Away, Away, Away down south in Dixie. Away, Away, Away down south in Dixie. When Johnny Comes Marching Home When Johnny comes marching home again, Hurrah! Hurrah! We'll give him a hearty welcome then, Hurrah! Hurrah! The men will cheer, the boys will shout, The ladies they will all turn out. And we'll all feel gay When Johnny comes marching home. The old church bell will peal with joy, Hurrah! Hurrah! To welcome home our darling boy, Hurrah! Hurrah! The village lads and lassies say With roses they will strew the way. And we'll all feel gay When Johnny comes marching home.

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