Dixie Horn

Do you love the sound of the Dixie horn just like the one from Dukes of Hazzard? With this Dixie horn app you can now play the Dixie horn as many times as you wish.

It's simple, just open the Dixie Horn and tap the General Lee.

I wish I was in the land of cotton,

Old times there are not forgotten;

Look away! Look away! Look away! Dixie Land.

In Dixie’s Land where I was born in,

Early on one frosty mornin,

Look away! Look away! Look away! Dixie Land.

I wish I was in Dixie, Hooray! Hooray!

In Dixie’s Land I’ll take my stand

to live and die in Dixie.

Away, away, away down south in Dixie.

Away, away, away down south in Dixie.

Old Missus marry “Will the weaver,”

Willium was a gay deceiver;

Look away! Look away! Look away! Dixie Land.

And when he put his arm around ‘er,

He smiled as fierce as a forty-pounder,

Look away! Look away! Look away! Dixie Land.

I wish I was in Dixie, Hooray! Hooray!

In Dixie’s Land I’ll take my stand

to live and die in Dixie.

Away, away, away down south in Dixie.

Away, away, away down south in Dixie.

His face was sharp as a butcher’s cleaver

But that did not seem to grieve ‘er

Look away! Look away! Look away! Dixie Land.

Ole Missus acted the foolish part

She died for a man that broke her heart

Look away! Look away! Look away! Dixie Land.

I wish I was in Dixie, Hooray! Hooray!

In Dixie’s Land I’ll take my stand

to live and die in Dixie.

Away, away, away down south in Dixie.

Away, away, away down south in Dixie.

Now here’s to the health to the next ole Missus

An’ all the gals that want to kiss us;

Look away! Look away! Look away! Dixie Land

And if you want to drive away sorrow

Come and hear our song tomorrow

Look away! Look away! Look away! Dixie Land.

I wish I was in Dixie, Hooray! Hooray!

In Dixie’s Land I’ll take my stand

to live and die in Dixie.

Away, away, away down south in Dixie.

Away, away, away down south in Dixie.

Dar’s buckwheat cakes an Injun batter,

Makes your fat a little fatter;

Look away! Look away! Look away! Dixie Land.

Then hoe it down and scratch your gravel,

To Dixie’s Land I’m bound to travel.

Look away! Look away! Look away! Dixie Land.

I wish I was in Dixie, Hooray! Hooray!

In Dixie’s Land I’ll take my stand

to live and die in Dixie.

Away, away, away down south in Dixie.

Away, away, away down south in Dixie.

*There are numerous variations and alternative verses.

n.b. the sound file used in this app is a recording I made myself of an airhorn setup I helped a friend to create.