Southern War Songs Camp-Fire, Patriotic & Sentimental

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

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A Yankee Soliloquy before the Battle of Fredericksburg.
By Tenella.
Well, we can whip them now I guess,
If Jackson has resigned, General Lee in "fighting Burnside,"
More than his match will find: We're done with slow McClellan,
Who kept us "digging dirt," And now are "on to Richmond,"
Where some one "will be hurt."
Again around the Rebels
The anaconda coils, For East and West, and North and South,
We have them in our toils ; We'd have beat them at Manassas
If McDowell had not slipped, When he tried to leap this Stonewall,
Who don't know when he 's whipped.
We'd have laid them in the Valley
So low they could not rise, But Banks must run against it,
And spill all his supplies. Now if that fool Jeff Davis
Has let Stonewall resign, We can go "on to Richmond "
By the Rappahannock line.