I sang Dixie as he died
The 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 way down yonder in the land of cotton
Old times there ain't near as rotten as they are
On these damned ole LA streets
He drew his dying breath
Laid his head against my chest
Oh please lord take his soul back home to Dixie
I sang Dixie as he died
The 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 his soul's back home in Dixie
I sang Dixie as he died
the 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
So I sang Dixie as he died