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THE SONG OF THE SOUTH.
Hurrah for the South, the glorious South! the land of song and story—
Her name shall ring, and the world shall sing- her honor, fame, and glory;
For the skies above, which smiled in love, are dark with hearth-fires burning ;
She rises in might to defend the right, on her treacherous brethren turning.
Chorus.—Sons of the South, arise ! arise! For never shall fall upon her— The land we love all the earth above, One stain of dark dishonor.
Hurrah for the South, the gallant South, with her great heart
proudly beating ; She takes her stand at Freedom's hand, and dreams not of
retreating; Oh! Southern boys, for fireside joys, with their hearts so
brave and tender,
"Will relentlessly fight, and to death's dark night alone will
No Northern band shall rule this land—to the breeze give
Freedom's banner, As its glowing folds o'er our land unroll, from mountain and