The Southern Flag

On the banks of the Potomac there’s an army so grand,Whose object is to subjugate Dixie’s fair land:They say we have split this great Union in twoAnd altered the colors of the Red, White and Blue.

Huzza, huzza, we’re a nation that’s true,And will stand by our colors of Red, White and Blue.

Our banner is simple, and by it we’ll stand;It floats from the Potomac to the great Rio Grande;It floats over a people that’s gallant and true,Who will die defending the Red, White and Blue.

Huzza, huzza, &c.

We had a nice fight on the tenth of last June,Magruder at Bethel whipped out Picayune;They began in the morning, and fought until two,When glory waved over our Red, White and Blue.

Huzza, huzza, &c.

On the morning of the twenty-first of last July,A trip down to Richmond the Yankees did try;They did not get far before back they all flew,With their old Union banner of Red, White and Blue.

Huzza, huzza, &c.

If you want to hear Greeley and all Yankeedom rear,Just mention to them the Mason and Sidell affair;When they first got them they made much ado:Now they curse England and the Red, White and Blue.

Huzza, huzza, &c.

On the plains of Manassas the Yankees we met,We gave them a whipping they’ll never forget:When they started to Richmond how little they knew,That Rebels could fight under Red, White and Blue.

Huzza, huzza, &c.

They’ll never subdue us, as you will all see,While we have Beauregard, Jackson and Lee,Magruder, Hills, Stewart, and others as true,Who will die defending our Red, White and Blue.

Huzza, huzza, &c.

The dearest, the happiest place upon earth,Is Dixie, sweet Dixie, the land of my birth.I love her! I adore her! to her I’ll prove true,And I’ll die defending her Red, White and Blue.

Huzza, huzza, we’re a nation that’s true,And will stand by our colors of Red, White and Blue.