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Fa#m
I am Jeremiah Dixon I am a Geordie boy
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A glass of wine with you sir and a ladies arms enjoy
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Oh Durham and Northumberland
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Is measured up by my own hand
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It was my fate from birth
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To make my mark upon the earth...
Fa#m
He calls me Charlie Mason a stargazer am I
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It seems that I was born to chart the evening sky
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He cut me out for picking bread
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But I had other dreams instead
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This baker's boy from the west country
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Would join the Royal Society
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We are sailing to Philadelphia
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A world away from the coaly Tyne
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Sailing to Philadelphia
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  To draw the line a Mason-Dixon line
Fa#m
Now you're a good surveyor, Dixon But I swear you'll make me mad
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The West will kill us both You gullible Geordie lad
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You talk of liberty
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How can America be free
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A Geordie and a baker's boy
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In the forests of the Iroquois
Fa#m
Now hold your head up, mason See America lies there
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The moon and tide has raised the capes of Delaware
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Come up and feel the sun
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A new morning has begun
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Another day will make it clear
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Why your star should guide us here...
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We are sailing to Philadelphia
    La     Do#m	   Sim     Mi
A world away from the coaly Tyne
 Do#m		Fa#m     Re
Sailing to Philadelphia
Fa#m          Mi    Re	 Mi     La   Fa#m  La  Fa#m  Mi
  To draw the line a Mason-Dixon line