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


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