Writeen at Winchester, Va. Oct., 1861
We have come from the brave Southwest,|
On fiery steeds, with throbbing breast,
Hurrah! hurrah! hurrah inDixie's land!
With sabre flashing, rifle true,
The Northern ranks we will cut through!
Then hurrah for old Virginia!
We'll fight for old Virginia boys!
We'll die for old Virginia boys!
Hurrah for old Virginia!
2. We've come from the snow clad-mountains,
3. Our silken banner waves on high,|
And we will fight and win or die;
Hurrah! hurrah! hurrah in Dixie's land!
Our gray-haired sires sternly say,
That we must die or win the day!
4. On the 21st, 'twixt sun and sun,
5. And now we'll march on Washington,
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