I'm 'nation tired of being hired, 218 In the land of the orange groves, sunshine and flowers, 203 I remember the hour when sadly we parted, 291 "Is there any news of the war?" she said, 86 It vos in Ni Orleans City, 10 It was on a New Year's morn so soon, 180 I've seen some handsome uniforms deck'd off with buttons bright, 285 I wish I was in de land o' cotton, 7 I wish I was in de land ob cotton, 153 Just listen awhile, and give ear to my song, 196 King Abraham is very sick, 27 Kneel, ye Southrons, kneel and swear, 29 Knitting for the soldiers, 52 Lady, I go to fight for thee, 150 Land of our birth, thee, thee I sing, 210 Land of the South! the fairest land, 115 Let me whisper in your ear, sir, 301 Like the roar of the wintry surges on a wild tempestuous strand, 163 Little do rich people know, 340 Lo! the Southland queen emerging, 353 Lo! when Mississippi rolls, 214 Maiden, pray for thy lover now, 284 March, march on, brave "Palmetto" boys, 90 'Mid her ruins proudly stands, 124 Missouri is the pride of the Nation, 60 Missouri! Missouri! bright land of the West, 308 Mother! is the battle over? thousands have been killed, they say, 236 My heart in its sadness turns fondly to thee, 339 My heart is in Mississippi, 211 My love reposes on a rosewood frame, 42 Now let the thrilling anthem rise, 247 Now rouse ye, gallant comrades all, 26 O band in the pinewood cease!, 255 "Och, its nate to be captain or colonel", 250 Of all the mighty nations in the East or in the West, 103 Off with gray suits, boys!, 369 Oh, dear its shameful, I declare, 230 Oh! Dixie, the land of King Cotton, 68 Oh, don't you remember old Stonewall, my boys, 338 Oh! Freedom is a blessed thing, 65 Oh, gone is the soul from his wondrous dark eye, 300 Oh! here I am in the land of cotton, 245 Oh! here's to South Carolina! drink it down, 279 Oh! Johnny, dear, and did you hear the news that's lately spread, 356 Oh! mother of States and of men, 331 Oh no! no! he'll not need them again, 309 Oh! say can you see through the gloom and the storms, 6 Oh! the tocsin of war still resounds o'er the land, 88 Oh! yes, I am a Southern girl, 81 O, Johnny Bull, my Jo, John! I wonder what you mean, 109 O, I'm a good old rebel, 360 O, I'm thinking of the soldier as the evening shadows fall, 182 Old Eve she did the apple eat, 258 On a bright May morn in 'Sixty-three, 345 "Only a soldier!" I heard them say, 333 On Shiloh's dark and bloody ground the dead and wounded lay, 336 O, tell me not that earth is fair, that spring is in its bloom, 226 O, the South is the queen of all nations, 93 Our cannons' mouths are dumb. No more our volleyed muskets peal, 366 Our country, our country, oh, where may we find, 152 Our flag is unfurl'd and our arms flash bright, 73 Out of the focal and foremost fire, 329 Over the river there are fierce stern meetings, 249 Over vale and over mountain, 170 Pillow his head on his flashing sword, 311