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I am 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