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Daniel D. Emmett

I Wish I Was In Dixie's Land(Chords)

Daniel D. Emmett

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Key: G
I Wish I Was In Dixie?s Land 
Written by: Daniel D. Emmett for Bryant?s Minstresls 


     G                                                           C 
1.  I wish I was in de land ob cot-ton, Old times dar am not for for-got-ten. 
G                                                         D                 G   
Look a-way, Look a-way! Look  a-way! Dix-ie Land. 
G                                                          C 
In Dix-ie land whar I was born in, Ear-ly on one fros?ty morn-in. 
G                                                         D                 G 
Look a-way, Look a-way! Look  a-way! Dix-ie land. 
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G                                C                  D                      G                            C 
Den I wish I was in Dix-ie, Hoo-ray! Hoo-ray! In Dix-ie Land I?ll took my stand 
G                         D         G           D          G                                     D   G 
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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