





Welcome to the old
south.
My name is Rebel Rousin' Rufus of Cuddlespice
but my kinfolk
call me just plain Rufus.
I am a Cuddlespice stud dog.
I am a
third generation Cockapoo.
I am a cream with buff.
What a handsome
fella!





















This is my favorite song ~
I wish I was in the land ob cotton,
Old time 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 douth in Dixie.
Old Missus marry "Will-de-weaber,"
Willum 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-pound'er,
Look
away! Look away!
Look away! Dixie Land.
(CHORUS)
His face
was sharp as a butcher's cleaber,
But dat did not seem to greab 'er;
Look
away! Look away!
Look away! Dixie Land.
Old Missus acted de foolish
part,
And died for a man dat broke her heart,
Look away! Look
away!
Look away! Dixie Land.
(CHORUS)
Now here's a health
to the next old Missus,
An all de galls dat want to kiss us;
Look away!
Look away!
Look away! Dixie Land.
But if you want to drive 'way
sorrow,
Come an hear did song to-morrow.
Look away! Look away!
Look
away! Dixie Land.
(CHORUS)
Dar's buck-wheat 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.
(CHORUS)

If'n ya see that durn Yankee Doodle Dandy ~
Tell him this rebel is ready fer him.
GO HOME YANKEE!

The Rest
Of Ya'll Come Back Real Soon!