Текст песни Elvis Presley - An American Trilogy
Elvis Presley - An American Trilogy слова песни
Oh I wish I was in the land of cottonOld things they are not forgottenLook away, look away, look away DixielandOh I wish I was in Dixie, away, awayIn Dixieland I take my stand to live and die in DixieCause Dixieland, that`s where I was bornEarly Lord one frosty morningLook away, look away, look away DixielandGlory, glory hallelujahGlory, glory hallelujahGlory, glory hallelujahHis truth is marching onSo hush little babyDon`t you cryYou know your daddy`s bound to dieBut all my trials, Lord will soon be overGlory, glory hallelujahGlory, glory hallelujahGlory, glory hallelujahHis truth is marching onHis truth is marching on