Southern War Songs Camp-Fire, Patriotic & Sentimental

200+ Song Lyrics Collected, Arranged & Illustrated, By W. L. Fagan - online songbook

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Want a weapon ? Why, capture one ! Every Doodle has got a gun, Belt, and bayonet, brig-lit and new; Kill a Doodle, and- capture two !
Shoulder to shoulder, son and sire ! All, call! all to the feast of fire ! Mother and maiden, and child and slave, A common triumph or a single grave.
Rockingham (Va.) Register.
Yankee Doodle had a mind
To whip the Southern traitors, Because they didn't choose to live On codfish and potatoes, Yankee Doodle, doodle-doo, Yankee Doodle dandy,
And to keep his courage up He took a drink of brandy.
Yankee Doodle said he found By all the census figures, That he could starve the rebels out, If he could steal their niggers. Yankee Doodle, doodle-doo, Yankee Doodle dandy,
And then he took another drink Of gunpowder and brandy.