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