Derek Warfield все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы

I wish I was in the land of cotton,
Old times there are not forgotten;
Look away! Look away! Look away, Dixie's Land!
In Dixie's Land where I was born in,
Early on one frosty morning,
Look away! Look away! Look away, Dixie's Land!

(Chorus)

#With a four leaf clover on my breast,
And the green and white upon my chest,
It's such a joy for us to see,
For they play football the Celtic way.

It's been ten years, long time indeed,
We stood with pride and we took defeat,
Our beloved team, our ancient ground,

Come, all ye sons of freedom, and join our Southern band,
We are going to fight the Yankees and drive them from our land.
Justice is our motto and providence our guide,
So jump into the wagon, and we'll all take a ride.

Chorus
Wait for the wagon! The dissolution wagon!
The South is the wagon, and we'll all take a ride.