I sang Dixie
As he died
People just walked on by
As I cried
The bottle had robbed him
Of all his Rebel pride
So I sang Dixie
As he died
Said way down yonder
In the land of cotton
Old times there
Ain't near as rotten
As they are
On this damned old L.A. street
Then he drew a dying breath
Laid his head 'gainst my chest
Please Lord, take his soul
Back home to Dixie
And I sang Dixie
As he died
People just walked on by
As I cried
The bottle had robbed him
Of all his Rebel pride
So I sang Dixie
As he died
He said
"Listen to me son while you still can"
"Run back home to that Southern land!"
"Don't you see what life here has done to me?"
Then he closed those old blue eyes
Fell limp against my side
No more pain
Now he's safe back home in Dixie
And I sang Dixie
As he died
People just walked on by
As I cried
The bottle had robbed him
Of all his Rebel pride
So I sang Dixie
As he died
I sang Dixie
As he died
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