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10 years 15 hours ago #168 by Bayernkini
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HOOD´S OLD BRIGADE



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10 years 3 hours ago #169 by Bayernkini
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THE MARCH OF THE SOUTHERN MEN



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10 years 3 hours ago #170 by Bayernkini
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THE BATTLE CRY OF FREEDOM





Our flag is proudly floating on the land and on the main,
Shout, shout the battle cry of Freedom!
Beneath it oft we’ve conquered, and we’ll conquer oft again!
Shout, shout the battle cry of Freedom!

Our Dixie forever! She’s never at a loss!
Down with the eagle and up with the cross!
We'll rally ‘round the bonny flag, we’ll rally once again,
Shout, shout the battle cry of Freedom!

Our gallant boys have marched to the rolling of the drums.
Shout, shout the battle cry of Freedom!
And the leaders in charge cry out, “Come, boys, come!”
Shout, shout the battle cry of Freedom!--

Our Dixie forever! She’s never at a loss!
Down with the eagle and up with the cross!
We'll rally ‘round the bonny flag, we’ll rally once again,
Shout, shout the battle cry of Freedom!

They have laid down their lives on the bloody battle field.
Shout, shout the battle cry of Freedom!
Their motto is resistance --“To tyrants we’ll not yield!”
Shout, shout the battle cry of Freedom!--

Our Dixie forever! She’s never at a loss!
Down with the eagle and up with the cross!
We’ll rally ‘round the bonny flag, we’ll rally once again,
Shout, shout the battle cry of Freedom!

While our boys have responded and to the fields have gone.
Shout, shout the battle cry of Freedom!
Our noble women also have aided them at home.
Shout, shout the battle cry of Freedom!--

Our Dixie forever! She’s never at a loss!
Down with the eagle and up with the cross!
We'll rally ‘round the bonny flag, we’ll rally once again,
Shout, shout the battle cry of Freedom!

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10 years 3 hours ago #171 by Bayernkini
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ROSE OF ALABAMY





Away from Mississippi’s vale
With my ole hat there for a sail
I crossed upon a cotton bale
To the Rose of Alabamy.
Oh brown Rosey,
Rose of Alabamy,
The sweet tobacco posey
Is the Rose of Alabamy.

The river rolled, the crickets sang,
The lightnin’ bug he flashed his wing,
And like a rope my arms I fling
‘Round Rose of Alabamy.
Oh, brown Rosey,
Rose of Alabamy,
The sweet tobacco posey
Is the Rose of Alabamy.

So fare thee well, lil’ Liza Jane,
And fare thee, ye belles of fame,
For all your charms are put to shame
By the Rose of Alabamy.
Oh, brown Rosey,
Rose of Alabamy,
The sweet tobacco posey
Is the Rose of Alabamy.

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9 years 11 months ago #173 by Bayernkini
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FOR BALES





[1]
We all went down to New Orleans,
For Bales, for Bales;
We all went down to New Orleans,
For Bales, says I;
We all went down to New Orleans,
To get a peep behind the scenes,
"And we'll all drink stone blind,
Johnny fill up the bowl".

[2]
We thought when we got in the "Ring",
For Bales, for Bales;
We thought when we got in the "Ring",
For Bales, says I;
We thought when we got in the "Ring",
Greenbacks would be a dead sure thing,
"And we'll all drink stone blind,
Johnny fill up the bowl".

[3]
The "ring" went up, with bagging and rope,
For Bales, for Bales;
Upon the "Black Hawk" with bagging and rope,
For Bales, says I;
Went up "Red River" with bagging and rope,
Expecting to make a pile of "soap",
"And we'll all drink stone blind,
Johnny fill up the bowl".

[4]
But Taylor and Smith, with ragged ranks,
For Bales, for Bales;
But Taylor and Smith, with ragged ranks,
For Bales, says I;
But Taylor and Smith, with ragged ranks,
Burned up the cotton and whipped old Banks,
"And we'll all drink stone blind,
Johnny fill up the bowl".

[5]
Our "ring" came back and cursed and swore,
For Bales, for Bales;
Our "ring" came back and cursed and swore,
For Bales, says I;
Our "ring" came back and cursed and swore,
For we got no cotton at Grand Ecore,
"And we'll all drink stone blind,
Johnny fill up the bowl".

[6]
Now let us all give praise and thanks,
For Bales, for Bales;
Now let us all give praise and thanks,
For Bales, says I;
Now let us all give praise and thanks,
For the victory gained by General Banks,
"And we'll all drink stone blind,
Johnny fill up the bowl".

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9 years 11 months ago #182 by Bayernkini
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THE YELLOW ROSE OF TEXAS





There's a yellow rose in Texas that I am gonna see
Nobody else could miss her not half as much as me
She cried so when I left her it was like it broke her heart
And if I ever find her we never more will part

She's the sweetest little rose bud that Texas ever knew
Her eyes are bright as diamonds they sparkle like the dew
You may talk about your Clementine and sing of Rosa Lee
But the yellow rose of Texas is the only girl for me

Where the Rio Grand is flowing and the starry skies are bright
She walks along the river in the quiet summer night
I know that she remembers when we parted long ago
I promise to return and not to leave her so

She's the sweetest little rose bud that Texas ever knew
Her eyes are bright as diamonds they sparkle like the dew
You may talk about your Clementine and sing of Rosa Lee
But the yellow rose of Texas is the only girl for me

Now I'm gonna find her for my heart is full of woe
We'll do the things together we did so long ago
We'll play the banjo gaily she'll loves me like before
And the yellow rose of Texas shall be mine forever more

She's the sweetest little rose bud that Texas ever knew
Her eyes are bright as diamonds they sparkle like the dew
You may talk about your Clementine and sing of Rosa Lee
But the yellow rose of Texas is the only girl for me

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9 years 11 months ago #183 by Bayernkini
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RIDING A RAID





'Tis old Stonewall the Rebel that leans on his sword,
And while we are mounting prays low to the Lord:
"Now each cavalier that loves honor and right,
Let him follow the feather of Stuart tonight."

Come tighten your girth and slacken your rein;
Come buckle your blanket and holster again;
Try the click of your trigger and balance your blade,
For he must ride sure that goes riding a raid.

Now gallop, now gallop to swim or to ford!
Old Stonewall, still watching, prays low to the Lord:
"Goodbye, dear old Rebel! The river's not wide,
And Maryland's lights in her window to guide."

There's a man in the White House with blood on his mouth!
If there's knaves in the North, there are braves in the South.
We are three thousand horses, and not one afraid;
We are three thousand sabres and not a dull blade.

Then gallop, then gallop by ravines and rocks!
Who would bar us the way take his toll in hard knocks;
For with these points of steel, on the line of the Penn
We have made some fine strokes and we'll make 'em again.

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9 years 11 months ago - 9 years 11 months ago #184 by Bayernkini
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THE SOUTHERN SOLDIER BOY





Bob Roebuck is her sweetheart's name
He's off to the wars and gone
He's fighting for his Nanny dear
His sword is buckled on
He's fighting for his own true love
His foes he does defy
He is the darling of her heart
Her Southern soldier boy

Yo ho! Yo ho! Yo ho ho ho ho ho ho
He is her only joy
He is the darling of her heart
Her Southern Soldier Boy

Oh, if in battle he was slain
She's sure that she would die
But she is sure he'll come again
And cheer her weeping eye
But should he fall in this our glorious cause
He still would be her joy
For many a sweetheart mourns the loss
Of a Southern soldier boy

Yo ho! Yo ho! Yo ho ho ho ho ho ho
He is her only joy
He is the darling of her heart
Her Southern Soldier Boy

She hopes for the best
and so do all
Whose hopes are in the field
She knows that we shall win the day
For Southrons never yield
And when we think of those who are away
We'll look above for joy
And she's mighty glad that her Bobby is
A Southern soldier boy

Yo ho! Yo ho! Yo ho ho ho ho ho ho
He is her only joy
He is the darling of her heart
Her Southern Soldier Boy

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9 years 11 months ago #190 by Bayernkini
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THE DREADFUL ENGAGEMENT





You Irishmen and women too, draw near, both young and old
A dolefull lamentation now to you I will unfold
With me too-rai-ah, m’faddle-deedle-da, too-rai-ar-rai-faddle-eedle-da­, too-nai-doh

One hundred gallant Irishmen, we are left for to deplore
Whose bodies fell victim upon fair Columbia’s shore
With me too-rai-ah, m’faddle-deedle-da, too-rai-ar-rai-faddle-eedle-da­, too-nai-doh

It was at the siege of New Orleans, upon the ninth of May
Our Countrymen they suffered so upon that fatal day
With me too-rai-ah, m’faddle-deedle-da, too-rai-ar-rai-faddle-eedle-da­, too-nai-doh

They were engaged by five to one when charged on with the steel
But Erin’s sons did loudly cry we’ll die before we kneel
With me too-rai-ah, m’faddle-deedle-da, too-rai-ar-rai-faddle-eedle-da­, too-nai-doh

They were repulsed they could not stand exertion proved in vain
They strove to break the enemy’s force, and drive them from the plain
With me too-rai-ah, m’faddle-deedle-da, too-rai-ar-rai-faddle-eedle-da­, too-nai-doh

But alas their number it was too small and it gave them no fair play
Not one of them did near escape upon that fatal day
With me too-rai-ah, m’faddle-deedle-da, too-rai-ar-rai-faddle-eedle-da­, too-nai-doh

To see the streets that evening each heart would rend with pain
The human blood in rivers ran that can it flood a stream
With me too-rai-ah, m’faddle-deedle-da, too-rai-ar-rai-faddle-eedle-da­, too-nai-doh

Men’s heads blown off their bodies most dismal for to see
And wounded men did loudly cry with pain and agony
With me too-rai-ah, m’faddle-deedle-da, too-rai-ar-rai-faddle-eedle-da­, too-nai-doh

The federals they did then advanced and broken through the town
They trampled dead and wounded men that lay upon the ground
With me too-rai-ah, m’faddle-deedle-da, too-rai-ar-rai-faddle-eedle-da­, too-nai-doh

The wounded called for mercy but none they did receive
They numbered them among the dead and threw them in the grave
With me too-rai-ah, m’faddle-deedle-da, too-rai-ar-rai-faddle-eedle-da­, too-nai-doh

Three hundred killed and wounded that lay in their grave
One half of them were irish men far from their native shore
With me too-rai-ah, m’faddle-deedle-da, too-rai-ar-rai-faddle-eedle-da­, too-nai-doh

Poor orphans now they may weep and cry and parents through the day
They let their lovely children go on to Americay
With me too-rai-ah, m’faddle-deedle-da, too-rai-ar-rai-faddle-eedle-da­, too-nai-doh

For ye that hear those doleful lines do not neglect to toil
An they everfore enlighten good On St Patricks Isle
With me too-rai-ah, m’faddle-deedle-da, too-rai-ar-rai-faddle-eedle-da­, too-nai-doh

And a drink upon our countrymen who left their native shore
Their friends may mourn for their loss they’ll never seem them more
With me too-rai-ah, m’faddle-deedle-da, too-rai-ar-rai-faddle-eedle-da­, too-nai-doh

Now to conclude with these few lines, with grief I’ll say no more
You know it was through poverty they left their native shore
With me too-rai-ah, m’faddle-deedle-da, too-rai-ar-rai-faddle-eedle-da­, too-nai-doh

They had no one to heal their wounds may angels them surround
Before the throne of heaven may they wear a brilliant crown
With me too-rai-ah, m’faddle-deedle-da, too-rai-ar-rai-faddle-eedle-da­, too-nai-doh

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9 years 11 months ago #193 by Bayernkini
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I´M A GOOD OLD REBEL





Oh, I'm a good old Rebel
Now that's just what I am.
For this Yankee nation
I do not give a damn.
I'm glad I fought agin her,
I only wish we'd won.
I ain't asked any pardon
For anything I've done.

I hates the yankee nation
And everything they do,
I hates the declaration
Of independence, too;
I hates the glorious union-
'tis dripping with our blood-
And I hates their striped banner,
I fought it all I could.

I rode with Robert E. Lee,
For three years, thereabouts.
Got wounded in four places
And starved at Point Lookout.
I caughts the rheumatism
A-camping in the snow.
But I killed a chance of Yankees
And I'd like to kill some mo'.

Three hundred thousand Yankees
Lie stiff in Southern dust
We got three hundred thousand
Before they conquered us.
They died of Southern fever
And Southern steel and shot.
I wish they were three millions
Instead of what we got.

I can't take up my musket
And fight 'em now no more,
But I ain't going to love 'em,
Now that is certain sure;
I don't want no pardon
For what I was and am,
I won't be reconstructed
And I do not give a damn.

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