Southern War Songs: Camp-Fire, Patriotic and Sentimental
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Southern War Songs: Camp-Fire, Patriotic and Sentimental
United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Songs and music -- Confederate States
"_I am thinking of the soldier as the evening shadows fall_," 183
"_I'm a good old rebel_," 361
"_I marched up midout fear_," 11
"_Jack Morgan_," 282
"_Knitting for the soldiers! matron--merry maid_," 54
"_Knitting for the soldiers! wrinkled--aged crone_," 53
"_Lady, I go to fight for thee_," 151
"_Lying in the shadow, underneath the trees_," 75
"_Massa_," 216
"_Massa run, aha_," 217
"_My right arm bared for fiercer play_," 139
"_No matter should it rain or snow, That bugler is bound
to blow_," 23
"_Only a list of the wounded and dead_," 87
"_So we'll bury 'old Logan' to-night_," 127
"_The Bonnie Blue Flag that bears a Single Star_," 32
"_The hero boy lay dying_," 107
"_Then gallop by ravine and rocks_," 316
"_There's only the sound of the lone sentry's tread_," 63
"_Though fifteen summers scarce have shed their blossoms on
thy brow_," 256
"_Three acres I_," 43
"_Thy steed is impatient his mistress to bear_," 172
"_We'll one day meet again_," 44
"_When the stars are softly smiling * * * Then I think of
thee and Heaven_," 299
SOUTHERN WAR SONGS.
GOD SAVE THE SOUTH.[1]
_National Hymn._
Words by GEORGE H. MILES; Music by C. W. A. ELLERBROCK; Permission of A.
E. BLACKMAR.
[The music of this song can be procured of the Oliver Ditson Co., Boston,
Mass, owner of the copyright.]
God save the South,
God save the South,
Her altars and firesides,
God save the South,
Now that the war is nigh,
Chanting our battle-cry
Freedom or death.
CHORUS--Now that the war is nigh,
Now that we arm to die,
Chanting the battle cry,
Freedom or death.
God be our shield,
At home or afield,
Stretch thine arm over us,
Strengthen and save.
What tho' they're three to one,
Forward each sire and son,
Strike till the war is won,
Strike to the grave.
CHORUS.
God made the right,
Stronger than _might_,
Millions would trample us
Down in their pride.
Lay _Thou_ their legions low,
Roll back the ruthless foe,
Let the proud spoiler know
God's on our side.
CHORUS.
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