"Dixie, the Land of King Cotton" (1863)
From the Highly Successful Military Operetta, "The Vivandiere."
Words by Capt. Hughes, of Vicksburg.
Music by John Hill Hewitt, 1801-1890.
(from "The Musical Olio: or
favorite Gems of that Popular Southern Composer,
John H. Hewitt.")

Macon and Savanna, GA: John C. Schreiner & Son
[Source: 093/045@Levy]

1.
Oh, Dixie! the Land of King Cotton,
The home of the brave and the free;
A nation by Freedom begotten,
The terror of despots to be.
Wherever thy banner is streaming,
Base tyranny qualls at thy feet;
And Liberty's sunlight is beaming
In splendor of majesty sweet.

CHORUS
Then three cheers for our army so true,
Three cheers for our President too;
May our banner triumphantly wave
Over Dixie, the land of the brave!

2.
When Liberty sounds her war rattle,
Demanding her right and her due;
The first land that rallies to battle
Is Dixie, the home of the true.
Thick enclaves of the forest in summer,
Her brave sons will rise on each plain;
And then strike till each Vandal comer
Lies dead on the soil he would stain.

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3.
May the names of the dead that we cherish,
Fill memory's cup to the brim;
May the laurels we've won never perish,
Nor our stars of their glory grow dim.
May the States of the South never sever,
But companions of Freedom e'er be;
May they flourish Confed'rate forever,
The boast of the brave and the free.

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