55. the song of the Exile.
air--Dixie.
Oh! here I am in the land of cotton,The flag once honored is now forgotten;
Fight away, fight away, fight away for Dixie's land.
But here I stand for Dixie dear,
To fight for freedom, without fear;
Fight away, fight away, fight away for Dixie's land.
Chorus.
For Dixie's land I'll take my stand,
To live or die for Dixie's land.
Fight away, fight away, fight away for Dixie's land.
Oh! have you heard the latest news,
Of Lincoln and his kangaroos;
Fight away, etc.
His minions they would now oppress us,
With war and bloodshed they'd distress us!
Fight away, etc.
Abe Lincoln tore through Baltimore,
In a baggage-car with fastened door;
Fight away, etc.
And left his wife alas! alack!
To perish on the railroad track!
Fight away, etc.
Abe Lincoln is the President,
He'll wish his days in Springfield spent;
Fight away, etc.
We'll show him that Old Scott's a fool,
We'll never submit to Yankee rule!
Fight away, etc.
At first our States were only seven,
But now we number stars eleven;
Fight away, etc.
Brave old Missouri shall be ours,
Despite old Lincoln's Northern powers I
Fight away, etc.
We have no ships, we have no navies,
But mighty faith in the great Jeff. Davis;
Fight away, etc.
Due honor too we will award,
To gallant Bragg and Beauregard!
Fight away, etc.
Abe's proclamation in a twinkle,
Stirred up the blood of Rip Van Winkle;
Fight away, etc.
Jeff Davis' answer was short and curt
“Fort Sumter's taken, and ‘nobody's hurt!’ ”
Fight away, etc.
We hear the words of this same ditty,
To the right and left of the Mississippi;
Fight away, etc.
In the land of flowers hot and sandy,
From Delaware Bay to the Rio Grande!
Fight away, etc.
The ladies cheer with heart and hand,
The men who fight for Dixie's land;
Fight away, etc.
The “Stars and Bars” are waving o'er us,
And Independence is before us!
Fight away, etc.
Martinsburg, Va., Dec. 10, 1861.
B.
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