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作曲 : Captain Hughes and John Hill Hewitt |
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Oh, Dixie, the land of King Cotton, |
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The home of the brave and the free; |
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A nation by freedom begotten, |
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The terror of despots to be. |
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Wherever thy banner is streaming, |
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Base tyranny quails at thy feet; |
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And liberty's sunlight is beaming |
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In splendor of majesty sweet. |
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Then three cheers for our Army so true, |
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Three cheers for our President too; |
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May our banner triumphantly wave |
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Over Dixie, the land of the brave! |
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When Liberty sounds her war rattle, |
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Demanding her right and her due, |
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The first land to rally to battle |
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Is Dixie, the home of the true. |
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Thick as leaves of the forest in summer, |
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Her brave sons will rise on each plain |
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And then strike till each vandal comer |
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Lies dead on the soil he would stain. |
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Then three cheers for our Army so true, |
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Three cheers for our President too; |
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May our banner triumphantly wave |
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Over Dixie, the land of the brave! |
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May the names of the dead that we cherish |
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Fill memory's cup to the brim; |
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May the laurels we've won never perish, |
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Nor our stars of their glory grow dim. |
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May our states of the South never sever |
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But companions of freedom e'er be; |
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May they flourish Confed'rate forever, |
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The boast of the brave and the free. |
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Then three cheers for our Army so true, |
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Three cheers for our President too; |
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May our banner triumphantly wave |
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Over Dixie, the land of the brave! |
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Oh, Dixie, the land of King Cotton, |
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The home of the brave and the free; |
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A nation by freedom begotten, |
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The terror of despots to be. |
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Wherever thy banner is streaming, |
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Base tyranny quails at thy feet; |
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And liberty's sunlight is beaming |
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In splendor of majesty sweet. |
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Then three cheers for our Army so true, |
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Three cheers for our President too; |
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May our banner triumphantly wave |
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Over Dixie, the land of the brave! |