Hello, there, stranger! how do you do?
There's something I'd like to say to you
Don't be surprised
You're recognized!
I'm no detective but I've just surmised
You're from the place where I long to be
Your smiling face seems to say to me
You're from my own land
My sunny homeland
Tell me can it be?

It was a way back in eighty nine
I crossed the old Mason Dixon line
Gee! but I've yearned
Longed to return
To all the good old pals I left behind
My home is way down in Alabam'
On a plantation near Birmingham
And one thing's certain
I'm surely flirtin'
With those southbound trains:

Are you from Dixie?
I said from Dixie!
Where the fields of cotton beckon to me
I'm glad to see you
Tell me how be you
And the friends I'm longing to see
If you're from Alabama, Tennessee or Caroline
Any place below the Mason Dixon line
Then you're from Dixie
Hurrary for Dixie!
'Cause I'm from Dixie too!