Look away, look away, look away, DixielandI wish I was in Dixie, hooray, hoorayIn Dixieland I'd take my stand to live and die in DixieAway, away, away down south in DixieAway, away, away down south in DixieI wish I was in the land of cotton, old times there are not forgottenLook away, look away, look away, DixielandIn Dixieland where I was born early on a frosty mornLook away, look away, look away, DixielandI wish I was in Dixie, hooray, hoorayIn Dixieland I'd take my stand to live and die in DixieAway, away, away down south in DixieAway, away, away down south in Dixie