Oh I wish I was in the land of cotton

Old times they 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

Oh in Dixieland,  where I was born

Early Lord one frosty morning

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 will soon be over



Glory, glory hallelujah

Glory, glory hallelujah

Glory, glory hallelujah

His truth is marching on

His truth is marching on



Arranged By Elvis Presley

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