Bury Me in Southern Ground Rebel Son
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[Em]I was born in Dixie land Unrecon[G]structed till the end
[D]In Carolina I was raised by my granddadd[A]y in my [Em]daddy?s ways
[Em]They both thought me right from wrong How to fight and h[G]ow to get along
[D]But my own life now is almost gone in southern ground I bel[A]ong.[Em]
[Em]My final hour is drawing near so friend com[G]e sit by me right here
[D]Let?s laugh and talk about our lives and the good ol days b[A]efore I die.[Em]
[Em]Please give your word this vow y[G]ou keep when I return to earth to sleep.
[D]Let me dream forever under southern land[A] with a Dixie flag tied [Em]in my hand.
Chorus
[G]When, when my time has come, before they lay me down t[D]o rest
[G]Friends, in my time of darkness, please gran[Em]t me just this one last request[C]
[G]Dixie land is w[Em]here I wanna make my final stand,[C] [G] [D]
[G]I don?t care if I?m in a bo[D]x or not when th[Em]ey lay me down, [C]
[G]Just bury me in southern ground.[B7]
One last look at the country side before I close my weary eyes
Southern air for my last breath here comes my sweet angel of death
Sing Dixie while they lower me so I hear it for eternity
I can feel the reapers touch ashes to ashes dust to dust
Chorus
When, when my time has come, before they lay me down to rest
Friends, in my time of darkness, please grant me just this one last request
??Oh I wish I was in the land of cotton??
Dixie land is where I wanna make my final stand,
I don?t care if I?m in a box or not when they lay me down,
Just bury me in southern ground.
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