Lyrics:
I was born in Dixieland Unreconstructed till
the end
In Carolina I was raised by my grandaddy and my daddy's ways
They both taught me right from wrong, how to fight and how to get along
But my own life is almost gone in Southern ground I belong.
My final
hour is drawing near, so friend come sit by me right here
Lets laugh and
talk about our lives and the good ol days before I die.
Please give your
word this vow you'll keep, when I return to earth to sleep
Let me dream
forever under Southern land, With a Dixie flag tied in my hand.
Chorus:
When my time is come, before they lay me down to rest
Friends, in
my time of darkness, Please grant me just this one last request
Dixieland is where I wanna make my final stand
I don't care if I'm in a
box or not when they lay me down
Just bury me in Southern ground.
One
last look at the countryside before I close my weary eyes.
Southern air
for my last breath, here comes my sweet angel of death
Sing Dixie while
they lower me, so I hear it for eternity
I can feel the reapers touch, ashes to ashes, dust to dust.
Chorus:
When my time is come, before they lay me down to rest
Friends, in
my time of darkness, Please grant me just this one last request
Dixieland is where I wanna make my final stand
I don't care if I'm in a
box or not when they lay me down
Just bury me in Southern ground.
Dixie land is where I wanna make my final stand
I don't care if I'm in a box or not when they lay me down
Just bury me in Southern ground.
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Thursday, May 1, 2014
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