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John Koellisch Songwriter - Old Dixie Lyrics



John Koellisch Songwriter - Old Dixie Lyrics




You have no place to rest your head
You're fields lie burned and black
Cut by cannon and soldier's blade
The Southern dream is dead
Buried deep in yesterday
Now you watch Old Dixie waste away

And tonight the sun will set
But tomorrow it will rise
Bloodied by the smoke filled sky
One soldier takes his last breath
Begging with his outstretched hand
Mercy for a dying man
And you have no words to say
As you watch Old Dixie waste away

You fought for the old life down home
But now your home is gone
You remember what the preacher said
You'll be there in God's hands
Now you know that you have wronged
'Cause you were touched by the devil instead
And you have no words to say
As you watch Old Dixie waste away

And tonight the sun will set
But tomorrow it will rise
Bloodied by the smoke filled sky
One soldier takes his last breath
Begging with his outstretched hand
Mercy for a dying man
And you have no words to say
As you watch Old Dixie waste away
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You have no place to rest your head
You're fields lie burned and black
Cut by cannon and soldier's blade
The Southern dream is dead
Buried deep in yesterday
Now you watch Old Dixie waste away

And tonight the sun will set
But tomorrow it will rise
Bloodied by the smoke filled sky
One soldier takes his last breath
Begging with his outstretched hand
Mercy for a dying man
And you have no words to say
As you watch Old Dixie waste away

You fought for the old life down home
But now your home is gone
You remember what the preacher said
You'll be there in God's hands
Now you know that you have wronged
'Cause you were touched by the devil instead
And you have no words to say
As you watch Old Dixie waste away

And tonight the sun will set
But tomorrow it will rise
Bloodied by the smoke filled sky
One soldier takes his last breath
Begging with his outstretched hand
Mercy for a dying man
And you have no words to say
As you watch Old Dixie waste away
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Writer: John Koellisch
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Performed By: John Koellisch Songwriter
Language: English
Length: 5:29
Written by: John Koellisch
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