Southern Soldier

Текст песни 2nd South Carolina String Band - Southern Soldier

[Verse 1]
I'll place my knapsack on my back
My rifle on my shoulder
I'll march away to the firing line
And kill that Yankee soldier

[Chorus 1]
And kill that Yankee soldier
I'll march away to the firing line
And kill that Yankee soldier

[Interlude]

[Verse 2]
I'll bid farewell to my wife and child
Farewell to my aged mother
And go and join in the bloody strife
Till this cruel war is over

[Chorus 2]
Till this cruel war is over
I'll go and join in the bloody strife
Till this cruel war is over

[Interlude]
[Verse 3]
If I am shot on the battlefield
And I should not recover
Oh, who will protect my wife and child
And care for my aged mother

[Chorus 3]
And care for my aged mother
Oh, who will protect my wife and child
And carе for my aged mother

[Interlude]

[Verse 4]
And if our Southern causе is lost
And Southern rights denied us
We'll be ground beneath the tyrant's heel
For our demands of justice

[Chorus 4]
For our demands of justice
We'll be ground beneath the tyrant's heel
For our demands of justice

[Interlude]
[Verse 5]
Before the South shall bow her head
Before the tyrants harm us
I'll give my all to the Southern cause
And die in the Southern army

[Chorus 5]
And die in the Southern army
I'll give my all to the Southern cause
And die in the Southern army

[Interlude]

[Verse 6]
If I must die for my home and land
My spirit will not falter
Oh, here's my heart and here's my hand
Upon my country's altar

[Chorus 6]
Upon my country's altar
Oh, here's my heart and here's my hand
Upon my country's altar

[Interlude]
[Verse 7]
Then Heaven be with us in the strife
Be with the Southern soldier
We'll drive the mercenary horde
Beyond our Southern border

[Chorus 7]
Beyond our Southern border
We'll drive the mercenary horde
Beyond our Southern border

[Interlude]

[Verse 8]
So, I'll place my knapsack on my back
My rifle on my shoulder
I'll march away to the firing line
And kill that Yankee soldier

[Chorus 8]
And kill that Yankee soldier
I'll march away to the firing line
And kill that Yankee soldier
Yeehaw!