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  1. [intro]
    well i wish i was in the land of cotton
    old times they are not forgotten
    look away, look away, look away
    dixieland

    oh musket and cannon torn his gray coat
    don't he look fine and handsome
    don't he look at his most
    45 in the foxhole and at this i will boast
    don't they look fine and handsome
    my poor johnny boy's bones

    well who will bring back my johnny boy's bones
    to lay beneath the trees of his tennessee home
    a box, a box made of sturdy white oak
    with his arms folded up and his blue eyes all closed

    well he died for his country
    and he died for his kin
    and he died killing men
    a most honorable sin
    but them mean boys in blue
    they done turned him in
    when they laid him low
    with a laugh and a grin