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Our flag is proudly floating on the land and on the main,
Shout, shout the battle cry of Freedom!
Beneath it oft we've conquered, and we'll conquer oft again!
Shout, shout the battle cry of Freedom!

(Chorus)
Our Dixie forever! She's never at a loss!

Well, in eighteen-fourteen we took a little trip

Along with Colonel Jackson down the mighty Mississip

We took a little bacon and we took a little beans

And we caught the bloody British at the town of New Orleans.

The years creep slowly by, Lorena,
The snow is on the grass again.
The sun's low down the sky, Lorena,
The frost gleams where the flow'rs have been.
But the heart throbs on as warmly now,
As when the summer days were nigh.
Oh, the sun can never dip so low
A-down affection's cloudless sky.

'Twas in the days of seventy-six
When freemen young and old
All fought for Independence then
Each hero brave and bold!
'Twas then the noble Stars and Stripes
In triumph did appear
And defended by brave patriots
The Yankee Volunteers

Oh, Polly! Oh, Polly! It's for your sake alone,
I left my dear old father, my country and my home,
I left my dear old mother to weep and to mourn -
I am a Rebel Soldier and far from my home!

It's grape-shot and muskets and the cannon lumber loud,
There's many a mangled body, the blanket for their shroud,
There's many a mangled body left on the field's alone -

'Tis old Stonewall, the Rebel, that leans on his sword,
And while we are mounting, prays low to the Lord:
"Now each cavalier that loves Honor and Right,
Let him follow the feather of Stuart tonight."

(Chorus):
Come tighten your girth and slacken your rein;
Come buckle your blanket and holster again;

Our flag is proudly floating on the land and on the main,
Shout, shout the battle cry of Freedom!
Beneath it oft we've conquered, and we'll conquer oft again!
Shout, shout the battle cry of Freedom!

(Chorus)
Our Dixie forever! She's never at a loss!
Down with the eagle and up with the cross!(albatross)

We are a band of brothers, and native to the soil,
Fighting for our Liberty, with treasure, blood and
toil;
And when our rights were threaten'd, the cry rose near
and far,
Hurrah for the Bonnie Blue Flag, that bears a Single
Star! Hurrah! Hurrah! For Southern Rights, hurrah!
Hurrah! For the Bonnie Blue Flag, that bears a Single

Our flag is unfurl'd, and our arms flash bright,
As the sun wades up the sky;
But ere I join the doubtful fight,
Lovely maid, I would say "Good bye"
I'm a young volunteer, and my heart is true
To our flag that woos the wind,
Then three cheers for that flag, and our southland too,
And the girls we leave behind.

Михаилъ Адлеръ
Одевая серое.
(По мотивам песни «Wearing of the gray»)

Пали гордые знамёна, в прошлом тяжкие бои,
Наши братья – парни в сером, в южных травах полегли.
Больше нет борьбы за правду. Где ты, память прошлых лет?
Лишь остался с нами рядом наш печальный серый цвет!

(Оригинал: ирландская песня Wearing Of The Green)
The Wearing of the Grey sung by Bobby Horton who has waged a one man battle to bring the music of the Civil War to modern audiences.

The Wearin' of the Gray

The fearful struggle’s ended now, and peace smiles on our land
And tho we’ve yielded, we have proved ourselves a faithful band.
We fought them long, we fought them well, we fought them night and day

There's a yellow rose in Texas that I am going to see,
No other soldier knows her, no soldier, only me;
She cried so when I left her, it like to broke my heart,
And if I ever find her, we never more will part.

(Chorus)
She's the sweetest rose of color this soldier ever knew,
Her eyes are bright as diamonds, they sparkle like the dew;