Way down South where they once grew cotton Old times there must be forgotten Go away, Go away Go away Dixie land.
In this very year of the Sesquicentennial Hatred blooms as a hardy perennial. Go away, Go away Go away Dixie land.
Don’t want to be in Dixie Today! Today! In Dixie land a white young man caused nine to die in Dixie. For shame, for shame, ashamed down South in Dixie. For shame, for shame, ashamed down South in Dixie.
When tempers flare and times are trying The “stars and bars” should not be flying Go away, Go away Go away Dixie land.
In the very town the rebellion started “Things must change!” say the Progressive minded Go away, Go away, Go away Dixie land.
The Great grand kin of rebellious brothers Have voted to strike down the colors Look away, Look away, Look away Dixie land.
If this gets further out of hand The “Dixie” cup will soon be banned! Go away, Go away Go away Dixie land.
Way down South where they once grew cotton Old times there must be forgotten Go away, Go away Go away Dixie land.
(A parody, with apologies to Mr. Daniel Decatur Emmett of Mount Vernon, Ohio )
Sesquicentennial;150TH ANNIVERSARY OF LEE'S SURRENDER