I left my love, my love I left a sleepin' in her bed.

I turned my back on my true love when fightin' Johnny Reb.

I left my love a letter in the holler of a tree.

I told her she would find me in the US Cavalry.

 

 

Hi-Yo! Down they go, there's no such word as "can't".

We'll ride clean down to Hell and Back for Ulysses Simpson Grant.

 

 

Hi-Yo! Down they go, there's no such word as "can't".

We'll ride clean down to Hell and Back for Ulysses Simpson Grant.

 

 

I left my love, my love I left a sleepin' in her bed.

I turned my back on my true love when fightin' Johnny Reb.

I left my love a letter in the holler of a tree.

I told her she would find me in the US Cavalry.

 

 

Hi-Yo! Down they go, there's no such word as "can't".

We'll ride clean down to Hell and Back for Ulysses Simpson Grant.

 

 

Hi-Yo! Down they go, there's no such word as "can't".

We'll ride clean down to Hell and Back for Ulysses Simpson Grant.

 

 

I left my love, my love I left a sleepin' in her bed.

I turned my back on my true love when fightin' Johnny Reb.

I left my love a letter in the holler of a tree.

I told her she would find me in the US Cavalry, in the US Cavalry.

 

 

Hi-Yo! Down they go, there's no such word as "can't".

We'll ride clean down to New Orleans for Ulysses Simpson Grant

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Bonnie Blue Flag.

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We are a band of brothers, and native to the soil,

Fighting for our Liberty, with treasure, blood and toil;

 

 

And when our rights were threaten’d, the cry rose near and far,

 

 

Hurrah for the Bonnie Blue Flag, that bears a Single

Star! Hurrah! Hurrah! For Southern Rights, hurrah!

Hurrah! For the Bonnie Blue Flag, that bears a Single Star!

 

 

As long as the Union was faithful to her trust, like

friends and like brethren kind were we and just;

But now when Northern treachery attempts our rights to mar,

 

 

We hoist on high the Bonnie Blue Flag that bears a Single Star.

 

 

First, gallant South Carolina nobly made the stand;

Then came Alabama, who took her by the hand;

Next, quickly Mississippi, Georgia and Florida, All

rais’d on high the Bonnie Blue Flag that bears a Single Star.

 

 

Ye men of valor, gather round the Banner of the Right,

Texas and fair Louisiana, join us in the fight;

Davis, our loved President, and Stephens, Statesman

rare, Now rally round the Bonnie Blue Flag that bears a Single Star.

 

 

Hurrah! Hurrah! for Southern Rights, hurrah! Hurrah!

For the Bonnie Blue Flag that bears a Single Star.

And heroes to brave Virginia! The Old Dominion State,

With the young Confederacy at length has link’d her fate;

 

 

Impell’d by her example, now other States prepare, To

hoist on high the Bonnie Blue Flag that bears a Single Star.

 

 

Then cheer, boys, raise the joyous shot, For Arkansas

and North Carolina now have both gone out;

And let another rousing cheer for Tennessee be given,

The Single Star of the Bonnie Blue Flag has grown to be Eleven.

 

 

Then here’s to our Confederacy, strong we are and

brave, like patriots of old, we’ll fight our heritage to save;

 

 

And rather than submit to shame, to die we would

prefer, So cheer for the Bonnie Blue Flag that bears a Single Star.

 

 

Hurrah! Hurrah! for Southern Rights, hurrah! Hurrah!

for the Bonnie Blue Flag that bears a Single Star

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When Johnny Comes Marching Home Again

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When Johnny comes marching home again,

Hurrah! Hurrah!

We'll give him a hearty welcome then

Hurrah! Hurrah!

The men will cheer and the boys will shout

The ladies they will all turn out

And we'll all feel gay when Johnny comes marching home.

 

 

The old church bell will peal with joy

Hurrah! Hurrah!

To welcome home our darling boy,

Hurrah! Hurrah!

The village lads and lassies say

With roses they will strew the way,

And we'll all feel gay when Johnny comes marching home.

 

 

Get ready for the Jubilee,

Hurrah! Hurrah!

We'll give the hero three times three,

Hurrah! Hurrah!

The laurel wreath is ready now

To place upon his loyal brow

And we'll all feel gay when Johnny comes marching home.

 

 

Let love and friendship on that day,

Hurrah, hurrah!

Their choicest pleasures then display,

Hurrah, hurrah!

And let each one perform some part,

To fill with joy the warrior's heart,

And we'll all feel gay when Johnny comes marching home