Elvis Presley - American Trilogy |
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American Trilogy
Elvis Presley Oh I wish I was in the land of cotton Look away, look away, look away Dixieland Old things they are not forgotten Cause Dixieland, that's where I was born Oh I wish I was in Dixie, away, away In Dixieland I take my stand to live and die in Dixie Look away, look away, look away Dixieland Early Lord one frosty morning Glory, glory hallelujah Glory, glory hallelujah Glory, glory hallelujah Don't you cry His truth is marching on So hush little baby You know your daddy's bound to die But all my trials, Lord will soon be over Glory, glory hallelujah Glory, glory hallelujah Glory, glory hallelujah His truth is marching on His truth is marching on |
