(G) Oh I wish I was in the land of cotton (C)Old times there are not forgotten (G)Look away; look away; look a(D)way; Dixie(G) Land. (G)In Dixie land where I wa...

As they marched through the town with their banners so Gay I went to the window to hear the band play, And I peeped through the blinds very cautiously then Lest...

We are coming, Father Abraham, 300, 000 more, From Mississippi's winding stream and from New England's Shore. We leave our plows and workshops, our wives and ch...

Way down in old Varginni, I suppose you all do know, They have tried to bust the Union But they find it is no go, The yankee boys are starting out De Union for ...