American Trilogy

Oh I wish I was in Dixie, away, away
In Dixieland
I'll take my stand
To live and die in Dixie

For Dixieland where I was born
Early Lord one frosty morn'
Look away, look away, look away, Dixieland

Glory, glory, hallelujah
Glory, glory, hallelujah
Glory, glory, hallelujah
His truth is marching on

But all my trials, Lord, soon be over

Glory, glory, hallelujah
His truth is marching on