Lyrics:

Oh, I wish I was in the land of cotton
Old times they are not forgotten
Look away, look away, look away Dixieland
"Sing it, fellow'"
(Oh I wish I was in Dixie, away, away)
(In Dixieland, I'll take my stand to live and die in Dixie)

For Dixieland, before I was born
Early Lord one frosty morn
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, soon be over

(Glory) Glory, glory, hallelujah

His truth is marching on

His truth is marching on