(Writer: Paul Kennerly)

Oh Dixie, hang your head and cry
You have seen so many children die
You had courage and you had pride
But the Union could never see your side, at all

Oh, oh, oh, not at all
Oh Dixie, now the land is scarred,
The States are bleeding
They're wounded and marred
Mister Lincoln isn't here to lend a hand
Now he's gone and bitter, hate rules the land.
You're done

Oh, oh, oh Dixie, you're done
Oh Dixie, oh Dixie, now you're done
Oh Dixie, oh Dixie, oh Dixie, now you're done.
Oh Dixie, oh Dixie, oh Dixie, now you're done.

Oh Dixie, oh Dixie, oh Dixie, now you're done.
Oh Dixie, oh Dixie, oh Dixie, now you're done.
Oh Dixie, oh Dixie, oh Dixie, now you're done.
Oh Dixie, oh Dixie, oh Dixie, now you're done...