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  • I'm Jeremiah Dixon

    I am a Geordie boy

    A glass of wine with you' sir
    And the ladies I'll enjoy

    All Durham and Northumberland

    Is measured up by my own hand

    It was my fate from birth

    To make my mark upon the earth...

    He calls me Charlie Mason

    A stargazer am I

    It seems that I was born
    To chart the evening sky

    They'd cut me out for baking bread

    But I had other dreams instead

    This baker's boy from the west country

    Would join the Royal Society...

    We are sailing to Philadelphia

    A world away from the coaly Tyne

    Sailing to Philadelphia

    To draw the line

    The Mason-Dixon line

    Now you're a good surveyor' Dixon
    But I swear you'll make me mad

    The West will kill us both
    You gullible Geordie lad

    You talk of liberty

    How can America be free

    A Geordie and a baker's boy

    In the forest of the Iroquois...

    Now hold your head up' Mason
    See America lies there

    The morning tide has raised
    The capes of Delaware

    Come up and feel the sun

    A new morning is begun

    Another day will make it clear

    Why your stars should guide us here...

    We are sailing to Philadelphia

    A world away from the coaly Tyne

    Sailing to Philadelphia

    To draw the line

    The Mason-Dixon line
  • [00:21.110]I'm Jeremiah Dixon
    [00:22.920]
    [00:23.850]I am a Geordie boy
    [00:25.410]
    [00:26.380]A glass of wine with you' sir
    [00:28.360]And the ladies I'll enjoy
    [00:29.940]
    [00:32.060]All Durham and Northumberland
    [00:34.070]
    [00:35.470]Is measured up by my own hand
    [00:38.530]
    [00:41.230]It was my fate from birth
    [00:43.270]
    [00:45.090]To make my mark upon the earth...
    [00:47.420]
    [00:51.730]He calls me Charlie Mason
    [00:53.300]
    [00:54.070]A stargazer am I
    [00:55.770]
    [00:57.030]It seems that I was born
    [00:59.260]To chart the evening sky
    [01:01.210]
    [01:02.330]They'd cut me out for baking bread
    [01:04.950]
    [01:06.570]But I had other dreams instead
    [01:08.710]
    [01:10.960]This baker's boy from the west country
    [01:13.270]
    [01:15.230]Would join the Royal Society...
    [01:17.260]
    [01:21.580]We are sailing to Philadelphia
    [01:24.450]
    [01:27.400]A world away from the coaly Tyne
    [01:30.860]
    [01:31.680]Sailing to Philadelphia
    [01:34.330]
    [01:37.570]To draw the line
    [01:39.340]
    [01:41.290]The Mason-Dixon line
    [01:44.350]
    [02:07.740]Now you're a good surveyor' Dixon
    [02:10.110]But I swear you'll make me mad
    [02:11.880]
    [02:12.650]The West will kill us both
    [02:15.040]You gullible Geordie lad
    [02:16.320]
    [02:19.290]You talk of liberty
    [02:20.460]
    [02:22.970]How can America be free
    [02:25.060]
    [02:27.360]A Geordie and a baker's boy
    [02:29.750]
    [02:31.260]In the forest of the Iroquois...
    [02:33.660]
    [02:38.030]Now hold your head up' Mason
    [02:40.070]See America lies there
    [02:42.090]
    [02:43.550]The morning tide has raised
    [02:45.800]The capes of Delaware
    [02:47.070]
    [02:49.590]Come up and feel the sun
    [02:51.420]
    [02:53.750]A new morning is begun
    [02:55.310]
    [02:57.460]Another day will make it clear
    [02:59.590]
    [03:01.790]Why your stars should guide us here...
    [03:04.130]
    [03:08.150]We are sailing to Philadelphia
    [03:11.600]
    [03:14.000]A world away from the coaly Tyne
    [03:16.990]
    [03:18.300]Sailing to Philadelphia
    [03:21.020]
    [03:24.010]To draw the line
    [03:25.900]
    [03:28.220]The Mason-Dixon line