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I wish I was in de land ob cotton, Old times dar am not forgotten; Look away! Look away! Look away! Dixie Land! In Dixie Land whar I was born in, Early on one frosty mornin', Look away! Look away! Look away! Dixie Land! Den I wish I was in Dixie! Hooray! Hooray! In Dixie's Land we'll take our stand, to lib an' die in Dixie. Away! away! away down South in Dixie. Away! away! away down South in Dixie.
— DAN EMMETT