Dixie

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I sang Dixie as he died
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The people just walked on by as I cried
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The bottle had robbed him of his rebel pride
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So I sang Dixie as he died


He said way down yonder in the land of cotton
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Old times there ain?t near as rotten as they are
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On this damned old A  street
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Then he drew his dying breath
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And laid his head against my chest
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Please Lord take his soul back home to Dixie

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He said listen to me son while you still can
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Run back home to that southern land
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Don?t you see what life here has done to me?

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then he closed those big blue eyes
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And fell limp against my side
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No more pain now he?s safe back home in Dixie