Got my trunk and grip all packed
Goodbye, I ain't coming back
Going to leave this Jim Crow town
Lord, sweet pape, New York bound
Got my ticket in my hand
And I'm leaving dixieland
Going north child, where I can be free
Going north child, where I can be free
Where there's no hardships, like in Tennessee
Going where they don't have Jim Crow laws
Going where they don't have Jim Crow laws
Don't have to work there, like in Arkansas
When I cross the Mason Dixon Line
When I cross the Mason Dixon Line
Goodbye old gal, yon mama's gonna fly
Going to daddy, got no time to lose
Going to daddy, got no time to lose
I'll be alone, can't hear my northbound blues
Goodbye, I ain't coming back
Going to leave this Jim Crow town
Lord, sweet pape, New York bound
Got my ticket in my hand
And I'm leaving dixieland
Going north child, where I can be free
Going north child, where I can be free
Where there's no hardships, like in Tennessee
Going where they don't have Jim Crow laws
Going where they don't have Jim Crow laws
Don't have to work there, like in Arkansas
When I cross the Mason Dixon Line
When I cross the Mason Dixon Line
Goodbye old gal, yon mama's gonna fly
Going to daddy, got no time to lose
Going to daddy, got no time to lose
I'll be alone, can't hear my northbound blues
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