Em 1. I am Jeremiah Dixon, I am a Geordie boy, G D C A glass of wine with you, sir , and the ladies I'll enjoy. D G C D G C All Durham and Northumberland is measured up by my own hand, D G C Em D It was my fate from birth to make my mark upon the earth. Em 2. He calls me Charlie Mason, a stargazer am I, G D C It seems that I was born to chart the evening sky. D G C D G C They'd cut me out for baking bread, but I had other dreams instead, D G C Em D This baker's boy from the West Country would join the Royal Society. G -D Em C -G D Am D Ch. We are sailing to Philadelphia, world away from the coaly Tyne, D Em C Em D C -D G Sailing to Philadelphia to draw the line, the Mason - Dixon Line. - Em - G - Em - D Em 3. Now you're a good surveyor, Dixon, but I swear you'll make me mad, G D C The West will kill us both, you gullible Geordie lad. D G C D G C You talk of liberty, how can America be free? D G C Em D A Geordie and a baker's boy in the forests of the Iroquois. Em 4. Now hold your head up, Mason, see America lies there, G D C The morning tide has raised, the capes of Delaware. D G C D G C Come up and feel the sun, a new morning has begun, D G C Em D Another day will make it clear, why your stars should guide us here. G -D Em C -G D Am D Ch. We are sailing to Philadelphia, world away from the coaly Tyne, D Em C Em D C -D G Sailing to Philadelphia to draw the line, the Mason - Dixon Line. C -D G the Mason - Dixon Line. - Em - G - Em - D - Em - G - Em - D ....