Our Country, now and ever! Land of the good and free! What daring hand would sever The ties of Liberty? Let him be known as traitor, And traitor shall he be; Who would insult this nation Must first himself be free. For such are slaves and cowards-- Their names a thing of shame; To endless time our Union Will but increase in fame. Fight, comrades, for our nation, For Freedom’s holy light; In union is salvation, God will protect the right. 26 My Love he is a Zou-zu. My love is a Zou-zu so gallant and bold, He’s rough and he’s handsome, scarce nineteen years old, To show off in Washington, he has left his own dear, And my heart is a-breaking because he’s not here. CHORUS. For his spirit was brave; it was fierce to behold, In a young man bred a Zou-zu, only nineteen years old. His parents taught him to be a Cavalier, But the life of a Zou-zu he much did prefer; For his heart’s with his Country in right or in wrong, And in Richmond with Burnside, he’ll be afore long. For his spirit, etc. My fond heart is beating for him constantly, But I fear his affections may waver from me; For a sweetheart can be found in each State, I am told, By a young man, a Zou-zu, only nineteen years old. For his spirit, etc. And now for my Zou-zu I grieve and repine, For fear that his brave heart may never be mine; All the wealth of Jeff. Davis in cotton or gold, I would give for my Zou-zu, only nineteen years old. For his spirit, etc. 27 The Stripes and Stars. AIR--_The Low-backed Car._ Let cowards shirk their duty, And falter from the fray; My post I’ll find, nor shrink behind, When honor calls away. For Union and for Freedom, I’ll wield a sword or gun, And take my stand, for laws and land, Till the battle’s nobly won. CHORUS. For I follow the Stripes and Stars, No matter for wounds or scars, And I’ll act my part, With my arm and heart, In defense of the Stripes and Stars. The truth is past denying, That danger’s close at hand, And I do love, all things above, My own dear native land. So where the conflict rages, And where our foemen be, To stand or fall, at Union’s call, There is the place for me. [_Chorus._ May God bless those who love me, And those I love defend; If life I give, to those who live My dear ones I commend. But while the cannon’s booming, And trumpets loudly blare, The Union’s cause, the land and laws, Must be my only care. [_Chorus._