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A YANKEE SOLDIER'S SONG. 197 |
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A YANKEE SOLDIER'S SONG.
I HARKENED to the thund'ring noise,
And wondered what 't was for, sir ! But when I heard 'em tell our boys, I started up and swore, sir.
Yankee boys will fight it out! Yankees brave and handy ! Freedom be our battle-shout! Yankee doodle dandy !
They said that traitors tore our flag, Down there in Dixie's land, sir,
I always loved the striped rag, And swore by it to stand, sir.
Yankee boys will fight it out! &c.
I knew them Southern chaps, high-bred, Had called us " mud-sills " here, sir:
If on these sills they try to tread, I guess 't will cost them dear, sir.
Yankee boys will fight it out! &c.
Down South I marched, rat-tat-a-plan, With heart brimful of pluck, sir; |
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