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1. I am JereEmmiah Dixon, I am a Geordie boy,
a glass of wine with you, sir , and the ladies I'll enjoy. G C
All DurDham and Northumberland is GmeasuredC up by my ownD hand, G C
D it was my fate Gfrom birth to Cmake my marEmk upon the earth. D
2. He callEms me Charlie Mason, a stargazer am I,
it seems that I was born to chart the evening Gsky. C
They'd cut mDe out for baking breadG, but I had Cother dreamDs instead, G C
this bakDer's boy from the west country wGould join the CRoyal SocietEmy. D
We are sailingG to DPhiladelphia, Em CworldG away from the Bmcoaly Tyne, Am D
sBmailing to PhiladelphEmia C Em to draw the line, Dthe Mason - CDixon LiDne. G
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3. Now you're a good surveEmyor, Dixon, but I swear you'll make me mad,
the West will kill us both, you gullible GeordieG lad. C
D You talk of libeGrty, hCow can AmeriDca be free ? G C
A GeordDie and a baker's boyG in the forCests of the IEmroquois. D
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4. Now hold your head up, Mason, see America lies there,
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the morning tide has raised, the capes of Delaware.
D Come up and feel the sGun, a nCew mornDing is begun, G C
anotDher day will make it clGear, why yoCur starEms should guide us here. D
We are sailingG to DPhiladelphia, Em CworldG away from the Bmcoaly Tyne, Am D
sBmailing to PhiladelphEmia C Em to draw the line, D
the MasoCn - DDixon Line, Am the DMason -CDixon LinDe G
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