Southern War Songs Camp-Fire, Patriotic & Sentimental

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

Published By M T. RICHARDSON & CO New York, circa 1890

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The tear songs of the South are a part of the history of the Lost Cause. They are necessary to the impartial historian in forming a correct esti­mate of the animus of the Southern people. Emotional literature is always a correct expo­nent of public sentiment, and these songs index the passionate sincerity of the South at the time they were written. Poetic merit is not claimed for all of them ; still each one embodies either a fact or a principle. Written in an era of war, when the public mind was thoroughly aroused, some may now appear harsh and vindictive. Eight millions of people read and sang them. This fact alone warrants their collection and preservation.!. A greater number of the songs have been gath­ered from Southern newspapers. The task has been laborious, but still a labor of love, as no work of this kind has before been offered to the public.

Southern War Songs Camp-Fire, Patriotic & Sentimental, Contents & Page Numbers. Deduct 100 from the numbers show to get the original page numbers from the book.

Front Cover Frontispiece - Illustration -Flags Title Page Copyright Notice PREFACE LIST OF ENGRAVINGS. LIST OF ENGRAVINGS God save the South - 0101 Page - 0102 Page - 0103 Sons of the South awake to glory. - 0104 Page - 0105 Oh ! say can you see through the gloom and the storms - 0106 I wish I was in de land o' cotton - 0107 You can never win us back, - 0108 Page - 0109 It vos in Ni Orleans City - 0110 Page - 0111 A nation has sprung into life - 0112 Page - 0113 Whoop ! the Doodles have broken loose - 0114 Yankee Doodle had a mind - 0115 Page - 0116 Ye men of Alabama - 0117 Page - 0118 Sons of the South ! from hill and dale - 0119 Would'st thou have me love thee, dearest - 0120 Page - 0121 The shades of night were falling fast. - 0122 Page - 0123 Southern men, unsheathe the sword. - 0124 Page - 0125 Now rouse ye, gallant comrades ail - 0126 King Abraham is very sick, - 0127 You are going to leave me, darling - 0128 Kneel, ye Southrons, kneel and swear - 0129 When clouds of oppression o'ershaded - 0130 We are a band of brothers, and native to the soil - 0131 Page - 0132 Up, up with the banner, the foe is before us - 0133 Page - 0134 Countrymen of Washington - 0135 Away down South in de fields of cotton - 0136 Weep, Louisiana, weep! thy gallant dead - 0137 At Bull Run, when the sun was low - 0138 Hurrah ! for the Southern confederate State ... - 0139 Come, brothers ! rally for the right - 0140 While crimson drops our hearth-stones stain - 0141 My love reposes on a rosewood frame - 0142 Page - 0143 Page - 0144 Ye men 01 Southern hearts and feeling - 0145 Sons of the South, beware the foe. - 0146 Page - 0147 States of the South ! confederate land. - 0148 The boys down South in Dixie's Land, - 0149 Page - 0150 Arise I Arise ! with main and might - 0151 Knitting for the soldiers - 0152 Page - 0153 Page - 0154 Rise, rise, mountain and valley men - 0155 We have ridden from the brave southwest - 0156 The foe ! the foe! They come ! they come ! - 0157 Page - 0158 Halt! the march is over - 0159 Missouri is the pride of the Nation - 0160 Come ! come ! come - 0161 All quiet along the Potomac to-night.., - 0162 Page - 0163 Page - 0164 Oh ! Freedom is a blessed thing - 0165 I come from old Manassas, with a pocket full of fun - 0166 Page - 0167 Oh ! Dixie, the land of King Cotton - 0168 Bob Roebuck is my sweetheart's name - 0169 Page - 0170 Rebel is a sacred name - 0171 Page - 0172 Our flag is unfurl'd and our arms flash bright - 0173 Sitting by the roadside on a Summer day - 0174 Page - 0175 To arms ! oh ! men in all our Southern clime - 0176 Aha ! a song for the trumpet's tongue - 0177 I'll sing you a song of the South's sunny clime - 0178 Page - 0179 We leave our pleasant homesteads - 0180 Oh ! yes, I am a Southern girl. - 0181 Page - 0182 Page - 0183 Page - 0184 The hour was sad I left the maid, - 0185 Is there any news of the war? she said - 0186 Page - 0187 Oh ! the tocsin of war still resounds o'er the land. - 0188 Page - 0189 March, march on, brave Palmetto boys - 0190 Three cheers for the Southern flag - 0191 Page - 0192 0, the South is the queen of all nations - 0193 Rally round our country's flag !. - 0194 'Twas a terrible moment - 0195 Page - 0196 Page - 0197 Page - 0198 If ever I consent to be married - 0199 Sons of the South, arouse to battle. - 0200 Page - 0201 The tyrant's broad pennant is floating:. - 0202 Of all the mighty nations in the East or in the West - 0203 I'm a soldier, you see, that oppression has made - 0204 Page - 0205 Upon Manassas' bloody plain a soldier boy lay dying - 0206 Page - 0207 Sing ho ! for the Southerner's meteor flag. - 0208 O, Johnny Bull, my Jo, John ! I wonder what you mean - 0209 Ye sons of the South, take your weapons in hand - 0210 Page - 0211 We all went down to New Orleans - 0212 Page - 0213 Hurrah for the South, the glorious South! land of song and story - 0214 Land of the South ! the fairest land - 0215 Fold away all your bright tinted dresses - 0216 Page - 0217 Page - 0218 Page - 0219 Soldiers ! raise your banner proudly - 0220 Page - 0221 Huzza ! huzza ! let's raise the battle-cry - 0222 The South for me ! The sunny clime - 0223 'Mid her ruins proudly stands - 0224 Page - 0225 A life on the Vicksburg bluff - 0226 Page - 0227 Page - 0228 Do they miss me in the trenches, do they miss me. - 0229 Can'st tell who lose the battle oft in the council field - 0230 Fighting for our rights now, feasting when they're won - 0231 Page - 0232 Alas! the rolling hours pass slow - 0233 The sentinel treads his martial round. - 0234 Page - 0235 Page - 0236 You shudder as you think upon th' carnage of the grim report - 0237 Page - 0238 Page - 0239 Page - 0240 Raise the thrilling cry, to arms! - 0241 By the cross upon our banner glory of our Southern sky - 0242 From Houston City and Brazos bottom - 0243 Page - 0244 I'm gwine back to de land of cotton. - 0245 Page - 0246 Page - 0247 Page - 0248 Haste thee, falter not, noble patriot band. - 0249 Lady, I go to fight for thee. - 0250 Page - 0251 Our country, our country, oh, where may we find, - 0252 I wish I was in de land ob cotton - 0253 Page - 0254 Young Florida sends forth her clan the old Dominion's brave - 0255 Page - 0256 Page - 0257 Page - 0258 There is freedom on each fold, and each star is freedom's throne - 0259 Hark ! the clock strikes ! All, all that now remains .. - 0260 Page - 0261 Page - 0262 Like the roar of the wintry surges on a wild temptestuous strand - 0263 You know the Federal General Banks - 0264 Page - 0265 Hear ye not the sound of battle - 0266 Page - 0267 'Twas early in the morning of eighteen sixty-three. - 0268 Page - 0269 Over vale and over mountain - 0270 Page - 0271 Wake! dearest, wake ! 'tis thy lover who calls, Imogen - 0272 Page - 0273 Come all ye temper'd hearts of steel quit your flocks and farms - 0274 Arise! Ye sons of freeborn sires, arise ! your country save - 0275 Page - 0276 We're the boys so gay and happy - 0277 Hear the summons, sons of Texas. - 0278 Page - 0279 It was on a New Year's morn so soon - 0280 Page - 0281 0, I'm thinking of the soldier as the evening shadows fall. - 0282 Page - 0283 Page - 0284 'Twas on that dark and fearful morn - 0285 Page - 0286 The sun sinking o'er the battle plain, - 0287 God bless our Southern land - 0288 Raise the Southern flag on high ! - 0289 Page - 0290 The Yankees hate the Lone Star State, because she did secede - 0291 Page - 0292 Page - 0293 A warrior has fallen ! a chieftain has gone, - 0294 Page - 0295 Just listen awhile, and give ear to my song. - 0296 Page - 0297 Flag of the Southland ! Flag of the free - 0298 Sons of freedom, on to glory - 0299 Come, stack arms, men ! pile on the rails - 0300 Page - 0301 Page - 0302 In the land of the orange groves, sunshine and flowers - 0303 Page - 0304 Page - 0305 Page - 0306 'Twas midnight when we built our fires - 0307 Page - 0308 Page - 0309 Land of our birth, thee, thee I sing. - 0310 My heart is in Mississippi - 0311 He fell and they cried, bring us home our dead ! - 0312 Page - 0313 Lo ! when Mississippi rolls - 0314 Page - 0315 Darkies, has you seed my massa - 0316 Page - 0317 I'm 'nation tired of being hired - 0318 Page - 0319 Page - 0320 Ever constant, ever true - 0321 Stitch, stitch, stitch. - 0322 Page - 0323 There he stood, the grand old hero great Virginia's god-like son - 0324 Page - 0325 O, tell me not that earth is fair, that spring is in its bloom. - 0326 Fearlessly the seas we roam - 0327 Down by the valley, 'mid thunder and lightning - 0328 Page - 0329 01), dear its shameful, I declare. - 0330 We left him on the crimson'd field - 0331 Well, we can whip them now I guess - 0332 Page - 0333 Page - 0334 Page - 0335 Mother is the battle over? thousands have been killed, they say - 0336 Ye sons of Carolina ! awake from your dreaming, - 0337 Southrons, hear your country call you - 0338 Page - 0339 Have you counted up the cost. - 0340 Bravely ye've fought, my gallant, gallant men - 0341 When history tells her story - 0342 Page - 0343 Cheer, boys, cheer ! we'll march away to battle - 0344 Oh! here I am in the land of cotton - 0345 Page - 0346 Now let the thrilling anthem rise - 0347 Page - 0348 Over the river there are lierce stern meetings. - 0349 Och, its nate to be captain or colonel - 0350 Unmoved in the battle, - 0351 Come, all ye sons of freedom - 0352 Page - 0353 Page - 0354 O band in the pinewood cease ! - 0355 Thou hast gone forth, my darling one - 0356 Page - 0357 Old Eve she did the apple eat - 0358 Page - 0359 Young as the youngest who donned the gray - 0360 Page - 0361 Page - 0362 The war drum is beating, prepare for the fight - 0363 Sons of the South arise, - 0364 Page - 0365 A soldier boy from Texas lay gasping on the field - 0366 Page - 0367 Would you like to hear my song, I'm afraid its rather long - 0368 Page - 0369 Page - 0370 Page - 0371 What shall the Southron's watchword be, - 0372 By blue Patapsco's billowy dash - 0373 Page - 0374 You are going to the wars, Willie boy, Willie boy. - 0375 The despot's heel is on thy shore, - 0376 Page - 0377 Page - 0378 Oh ! here's to South Carolina ! drink it down. - 0379 Page - 0380 Ho, gallants, brim the beaker bowl. - 0381 The snow is in the cloud, and night is gathering o'er us - 0382 Page - 0383 Maiden, pray for thy lover now - 0384 I've seen some handsome uniforms deck'd off with buttons bright - 0385 Page - 0386 The morning star is paling, the camp-fires flicker low - 0387 Page - 0388 Hark! 'tis the shrill trumpet calling. - 0389 The night-cloud had lowered o'er Shiloh's red plain - 0390 I remember the hour when sadly we parted, - 0391 Young stranger, what land claims thy birth - 0392 Page - 0393 We're the Navasota volunteers, our county is named Grimes - 0394 Page - 0395 Page - 0396 I am dreaming of thee - 0397 Page - 0398 Page - 0399 Oh, gone is the soul from his wondrous dark eye - 0400 Let me whisper in your ear, sir - 0401 Page - 0402 Tis dead of night nor voice nor sound breaks the stillness - 0403 Page - 0404 Page - 0405 Childhood's days have long since faded - 0406 Page - 0407 Missouri ! Missouri! bright land of the West - 0408 Oh no ! no ! he'll not need them again. - 0409 Page - 0410 Pillow his head on his flashing sword - 0411 Page - 0412 Page - 0413 The Northern abolition vandals. - 0414 'Tis old Stonewall, the rebel, that leans on his sword - 0415 Page - 0416 For trumpet and drum, leave the soft voice of maiden - 0417 As a couple of good soldiers were walking one day. - 0418 A farmer came to camp, one day, with milk and eggs to sell - 0419 Sabine Pass ! in letters of gold. - 0420 Page - 0421 Fair ladies and maids of all ages. - 0422 Page - 0423 Hark the tocsin is sounding, my comrades - 0424 Page - 0425 Come, all ye valiant soldiers, and a story I will tell - 0426 Page - 0427 The muffled drum is beating - 0428 Out of the focal and foremost fire - 0429 Page - 0430 Oh ! mother of States and of men - 0431 Page - 0432 Only a soldier ! I heard them say. - 0433 Page - 0434 The boys are coming home again...... - 0435 On Shiloh's dark and bloody ground the dead and wounded lay - 0436 Page - 0437 Oh, don't you remember old Stonewall, my boys - 0438 My heart in its sadness turns fondly to thee - 0439 Little do rich people know - 0440 Though we're a band of prisoners. - 0441 Page - 0442 For sixty days and upward a storm of shell and shot - 0443 Page - 0444 On a bright May morn in 'Sixty-three - 0445 Softly comes the twilight stealing gently through my prison bars - 0446 I leave my home, and thee, dear, with sorrow at my heart - 0447 Page - 0448 Dear mother, I remember well - 0449 A flash from the edge of a hostile trench - 0450 Page - 0451 Softly in dreams of repose. - 0452 Lo ! the Southland queen emerging. - 0453 Page - 0454 Page - 0455 Oh! Johnny, dear, and did you hear the news that's lately spread - 0456 Page - 0457 Fold it up carefully, lay it aside - 0458 Page - 0459 0, I'm a g-ood old rebel, - 0460 Page - 0461 Page - 0462 I cannot listen to your words, the land is long and wide. - 0463 Why can we not be brothers ? the battle now is o'er - 0464 Page - 0465 Our cannons' mouths are dumb, No more our volleyed muskets peal - 0466 Forth from its scabbard pure and bright - 0467 Page - 0468 Olf with gray suits, boys ! - 0469 Representing nothing on God's earth now, - 0470 Page - 0471 Page - 0472 Furl that banner, for 'tis weary - 0473 Page - 0474 Gallant nation, foiled by numbers - 0475 INDEX TO TITLES - 0476 Page - 0479 Page - 0480 Page - 0481 INDEX TO AUTHORS - 0483 Page - 0484 INDEX TO FIRST LINES - 0485 Page - 0486 Page - 0487 Page - 0488 Page - 0489

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