Oh I wish was I was
In the land of cotton
Old times there are not forgotten
Look away, look away
Look away, Dixieland

I wish I were in Dixie
Away, away
In Dixieland I’ll take my stand
To live and die in Dixie
Away, away
Away down south in
Dixie, In Dixie

Oh beautiful, for spacious skies
For amber waves of grain
(Amber waves,
amber waves of grain)

For purple mountains majesty
Above the fruited plain
America, America
God shed His grace on thee
And crown Thy good
With brotherhood
From sea to shining sea

Oh beautiful, for patriot dreams
That sees beyond the years
Thine alabaster’s cities gleam
Undimmed by human tears
America, America,
God shed His grace on thee
And crown Thy good
With brotherhood
From sea to shining sea

In the beauty of the lilies
Christ was born across the sea
With a glory in His bosom
That transfigures you and me
As he died to make men holy
Let us live to make men free
Our God is marching on

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

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