Dixie
a famous song of the Southland. Dixie was composed by Daniel C. Emmett, known familiarly as Dan Emmett. Mr. Emmett told the story of this stirring song as follows:
The original title of my "Dixie" song was "I Wish I Was in Dixie's Land." It was written, or, rather, finished, when I was a member of Dan Bryant's minstrels, then located at Mechanics' Hall, 470 Broadway, New York City. I went with Bryant in '59, and "Dixie" was written a year later, but not on a rainy Sunday, as is generally supposed and certain Boswells have seen fit to put it. The idea for "Dixie" was conceived long before my joining Bryant. "I wish I was in Dixie" was a circus expression that I heard up North while traveling with canvas shows. In those days, all below the Mason and Dixon line was considered South, and it was a common occurrence, of a cold day, when traveling through the North, to hear a shivering circus man remark, "I wish I was in Dixie's land." "Dixie" never impressed me as being as good a song as "Old Dan Tucker," which was one of my first compositions, but "Dixie" caught on from the first, and before I knew it, it had taken the country by storm. We kept "Dixie" on for six seasons. I always look upon the song as an accident. One Saturday night, Dan Bryant requested me to write a walk-around for the following week. The time allotted me was unreasonably short, but, notwithstanding, I went to my hotel and tried to think out something suitable, but my thinking apparatus was dormant; then, rather than disappoint Bryant, I searched through my trunk and resurrected the manuscript of "I Wish I Was in Dixie's Land," which I had written years before. I changed the tempo and rewrote some of the verses, and in all likelihood, if Dan Bryant had not made that hurry-up request "Dixie" never would have been brought out.
Old time dar am not forgotten,
Look away! Look away! Look away! Dixie Land.
In Dixie Land whar I was born in,
Early on one frosty mornin'
Look away! Look away! Look away! Dixie Land.
Den I wish I was in Dixie,
Hooray! Hooray!
In Dixie Land, I'll take my stand,
To lib an' die in Dixie,
Away! Away!
Away down South in Dixie
Away! Away!
Away down South in Dixie.
William was a gay deceaber,
Look away! Look away! Look away! Dixie Land.
But when he put his arm around 'er
He smiled as fierce as forty pounder,
Look away, etc.
But dat did not seem to greab her,--Look away, etc.
And died for a man dat broke her heart,--Look away, etc.
And all de gals dat want to kiss us,--Look away, etc.
Come and hear dis song to-morrow,--Look away, etc.
Make you fat or a little fatter,
Look away, etc.
Den hoe it down and scratch your grabble
To Dixie Land I'm bound to trabble
Look away, etc.