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The Star of the West

     I wish I was in de land oa cotton,
Old times dair ain't not forgotten--
     Look away, &c,
In Dixie land whar I was born in,
     Early on one frosty mornina--
Look away, &c.
     chorus — Den I wish I was in Dixie.

     In Dixie land dat frosty mornina,
Jis ‘bout de time de day was dawnina--
     Look away, &c.
De signal fire from de east bin roarina
     Rouse up Dixie, no more snorina--
Look away, &c.
     chorus — Den I wish I was in Dixie.

     Dat rocket high a blazing in de sky,
'Tis de sign dat de snobbies am comina up nigh
     Look away, &c.
Dey bin braggina long, if we dare to shoot a shot,
     Dey comina up strong and dey'll send us all to pot--
Fire away, fire away, lads in gray.
     chorus — Den I wish I was in Dixie.

--Charleston Mercury.

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