Round my southern home the cotton fields are blooming,
Far away the river glistens ‘neath the moon;
Through the twilight comes the breath of clover blossoms,
Far away the darkies sing a southern tune.
Side by side down by the flowing stream we wandered,
On your face the moonlight cast a golden glow;
And I kissed away the tears when you were crying
As I said “Goodbye” and whispered soft and low.
When the bloom is on the cotton, Dixie Lee,
Life’s sun will shine again for you and me;
I’ll return to you once more, we’ll be happy as of yore
When the bloom is on the cotton, Dixie Lee.
In my dreams tonight I’m roaming with you Dixie,
While the cotton fields are all abloom once more;
I can see the soft moonlight upon the river,
And your sweet face as you stroll along the shore.
But we nevermore will wander down the pathway,
As we did the night you gave your heart to me,
For the tolling bells they tell the sad, and story
While the breezes whisper “Farewell” Dixie Lee.
Dennison, C M. and Helf, J Fred, "When the Bloom is on the Cotton Dixie Lee" (1909). Historic Sheet Music Collection. 1715.
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