[Knopfler]
I am Jeremiah Dixon [1]
I am a Geordie Boy [2]
A glass of wine with you, sir
And the ladies I'll enjoy [3]
All Durham and Northumberland [4]
Is measured up by my own hand
It was my fate from birth
To make my mark upon the earth...[5]

[Taylor]
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 [6]
This baker's boy from the west country
Would join the Royal Society...

[Both]
We are sailing to Philadelphia
A world away from the coaly Tyne
Sailing to Philadelphia
To draw the line
The Mason-Dixon line [7]

[Taylor]
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 [8]
You talk of liberty
How can America be free
A Geordie and a baker's boy
In the forest of the Iroquois...

[Knopfler]
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...[9]

[Both]
We are sailing to Philadelphia
A world away from the coaly Tyne [10]
Sailing to Philadelphia
To draw the line
The Mason-Dixon line