I Sang Dixie chords

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_ I sang Dixie _ as _ he died _ _ .
_ People just walked on by _ _ as I cried.
The _ _ G# bottle A had a round of tin of all his rebel E pride.
_ I _ _ sang _ Dixie B _ .
_ as E he died _ _ .
_ _ Said way B down yonder C#m in the land G#m of cotton.
A Old G#m times F#m ain't A as rotten E as they are.
On this damn dope LA B street.
_ They _ F#m _ D# _ E _ _ drew a dying F#m _ E A breath.
Laid his head to get my chest.
E Please Lord, take B your soul back home, E Dixie.
_ I _ _ sang Dixie _ _ _ as he died _ _ .
_ People just walked on by _ _ as I cried.
The _ bottle A had a round of tin of all his rebel E pride.
So _ _ I sang Dixie _ B _ .
_ as E he died _ _ _ .
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_ He said listen to me son while you B still E can.
A Run back home to that southern land don't E you see.
What life here has done to B me _ _ .
They _ _ E _ _ closed those old blue F#m _ E A eyes.
And fell limp, to get to my side.
He said no E more pain now he's B.
safe back home, E _ Dixie.
I _ _ sang Dixie _ _ _ as he died _ _ .
_ People just walked on by _ _ as I _ cried.
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_ So _ _ I sang _ Dixie A _ B _ .
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