[WARNING: This song contains antiquated racial language. It is presented here for historical and educational purposes only.]
A popular song from 1922.
Words and music by Billy Jackman.
The sheet music:
Accompaniment by James Pitt-Payne:
Lyrics
- There’s a place in dear old Georgia
Underneath the Dixie skies
All the time my heart am longing
For the place I idolize
Way down by the Swanee River
‘Mid the fields of snowy white
I can see the darkies quiver
Underneath the pale moonlight
Chorus
Underneath the Dixie skies
Underneath the Dixie skies
All the folks are jazzing, happy as can be
Ev’rybody’s dancing to a Dixie melody
Underneath the Dixie skies
In the land where no one sighs
Hear the Banjos ringing, darkies singing
Oh, what joy their music’s bringing
Underneath the moonlit Dixie skies
- When the toil of day is over
And the sun is sinking low
All the colored folks they gather
Where the southern breezes blow
Hark while the banjos are ringing
Listen to the music’s strain
Floating o’er the fields of cotton
I wish I was back again
Sung here by Fred Feild: