Southern War Songs Camp-Fire, Patriotic & Sentimental

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

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We love to roam the deep, deep sea,
And hear the cannon's boom, And give the war-cry, wild and free,
Amid the battle's gloom, We do not fight alone for gain,
So far from native strand ; But our country's freedom and its fame,
And the fair of Dixie's land.
Down by the valley, 'mid thunder and lightning,
Down by the vallej', 'mid shadows of night, Down by the deep crimson'd valley of Richmond,
Twenty-five hundred mov'd on to the fight; Onward, still onward, to the portals of glory,
To the sepulchral chambers, yet never dismayed ; Down by the deep crimson'd valley of Richmond,
March'd the bold warriors of Hood's Texas Brigade!
See ye the fires and flashes still leaping ?
See ye the tempest and jettings of storm? See ye the banners of proud Texan heroes,
In front of her column, move steadity on ? Hear ye the music that gladdens each comrade,
Riding on wings through torrents of sounds ? Hear ye the booming adown the red vallev ?
Riley unbuckles his swarthy old hounds ! *
* Capt. Riley commanded a battery composed of Irishmen from North Carolina, and was nearly always attached to Hood's Brigade. The " swarthy old hounds" refer to his Napoleon guns.