I Wish I Was In Dixie’s Land
Written by: Daniel D. Emmett for Bryant’s Minstresls
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1. I wish I was in de land ob cot-ton, Old times dar am not for for-got-ten.
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Look a-way, Look a-way! Look a-way! Dix-ie Land.
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In Dix-ie land whar I was born in, Ear-ly on one fros—ty morn-in.
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Look a-way, Look a-way! Look a-way! Dix-ie land.
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Den I wish I was in Dix-ie, Hoo-ray! Hoo-ray! In Dix-ie Land I’ll took my stand
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To lib an die in Dix-ie. A-way, A-way, A-way down south in Dix-ie
2. Old Missus marry “Will-de-weaber”, William was a gay deceaber.
Look a-way, Look a-way! Look a-way! Dix-ie land.
But when he put his arm around ‘er, He smiled as fierce as a forty pounder.
Look a-way, Look a-way! Look a-way! Dix-ie land.
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3. His face was sharp as a butcher’s cleaber, But dat did not seem to grab ‘er.
Look a-way, Look a-way! Look a-way! Dix-ie land.
Old Missus acted de foolish part, and died for a man dat broke her heart.
Look a-way, Look a-way! Look a-way! Dix-ie land.
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4. Now here’s a health to the next old Missus, An all de gals dat want to kiss us.
Look a-way, Look a-way! Look a-way! Dix-ie land.
But if you want to drive ‘way sorrow, Com and hear dis song to-morrow.
Look a-way, Look a-way! Look a-way! Dix-ie land.
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5. Dar’s buck-wheat cakes in ingen’ batter, Make you fat or a little fatter.
Look a-way, Look a-way! Look a-way! Dix-ie land.
Den hoe it down an scratch your grabble, To Dixie’s Land I’m bound to trabble.
Look a-way, Look a-way! Look a-way! Dix-ie land.
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