George --

Personally I prefer Albert Pike's version. You are asking about H.M. Wharton's version found in War Songs and Poems of the Southern Confederacy 1861-1865:

“Dixie”
I wish I was in the land of cotton,
Old times dar am not forgotten;
Look away, look away, look away, Dixie Land,
In Dixie Land whar I was born in
Early on one frosty mornin’,
Look away, look away, look away, Dixie Land.

Chorus:
Den I wish I was in Dixie,
Hooray! hooray!
In Dixie Land I’ll took my stand,
To lib and die in Dixie.
Away, away, away down South in Dixie;
Away, away, away down South in Dixie.

Old missus marry “Will de weaber?”
William was a gay deceaber,
Look away, look away, look away, Dixie Land,
But when he put his arm around ‘er,
He smiled as fierce as a forty-pounder,
Look away, look away, look away, Dixie Land.

His face was as sharp as a butcher’s cleaber,
But that did not seem to greabe ‘er,
Look away, look away, look away, Dixie Land,
Old missus acted the foolish part,
And died for the man dat broke her heart,
Look away, look away, look away, Dixie Land.

Now here’s a health to the next old missus,
And all the gals dat want to kiss us,
Look away, look away, look away, Dixie Land,
But if you want to drive away sorroe,
Come and hear dis nig tomorrow;
Look away, look away, look away, Dixie Land.

Der buckwheat cakes and ingen batter
Makes you fat, or a little fatter.
Look away, look away, look away, Dixie Land,
Den hoe it down and scratch your grabble
To Dixie Land I’m bound to trabble.
Look away, look away, look away, Dixie Land.