an american trilogy

how i wish i was in the land of cotton, old times there are not forgotten, look away, look away, look away dixieland, oh, i wish i was in dixie, away, away, in dixieland i'll take my stand, to live and die in dixie, 'cause dixieland, that's where i was born, early, lord, one frosty mornin', 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 was bound to die, and all, all my trials, lord, they'll soon be over, how i wish i was in the land of cotton, old times there are not forgotten, look away, look away, look away dixieland