Where The Old Red River Flows

I’m dreaming tonight of Dixie cotton fields and Whippoorwills
Where I used to live and wander through the rocks and through the rivs
I can see my old dear mammy while around the place she’d go
On my farm in Louisiana where the old Red River flows
Ayyy deeeeee dooooloooooooooo
You can hear those darkies crooning soft and low
And the twilight in the evening so loooooo so soft and loooooooo
On my farm in Louisiana where the old Red River flows
Well the lights tonight on Broadway electric lights shine bright as day
On the beach at Coney Island where the laughter makes you gay
But I’m going back tonight love on the icy wind she goes
To my farm in Louisiana where the old Red River flows
Ayyy deeeeee dooooloooooooooo
You can hear those darkies crooning soft and low
And the twilight in the evening so loooooo so soft and loooooooo
On my farm in Louisiana where the old Red River flows