الكلمات
كلمات للدراسة
Wish I was in the land of cotton
There's a man waiting there
Who'll never be forgotten
Why did I have to go
Why did I go away
It was early on one frosty morning
I left the sleepy town I was born in
I wrote a letter that said I was going
And I layed it beside your bed
And now the concrete hurts my feet
New York's too big a city for me
Back down south from Dixie beside you
Honey is where I wanna be
[Refrén:]
And then my cotton gown'll come tumblin' down
I'll make ya feel like a hell of a man
I wanna be held tight in your arms tonight
In my sweet old Dixie land
