McClellan and Victory!!
M’clellan and Victory!!
I’ll sing a song, how brave McClellan
Gave the rebel foe a drilling,
And made them beat retreat in fear,
With this tune ringing in their ear,
The rebels driven to theft and plunder,
Thought to scare us by their thunder,
They crossed the Potomac to Hagerstown,
To scare the women up and down.
They plundered barns and fields of corn,
Of Maryland whiskey, took a horn,
They seized each union patriot there.
But Freedom’s Eagle sung in the air.
Stonewall Jackson and “Brag Lee,”
Now thought their course was clear and free,
To take Pennsylvania right off hand,
And carry Philadelphia to Dixey’s Land.
So on they marched for their grand attack,
But the mighty mind of “Little Mac,”
Their plans and dodges kept his eye on,
As still as a mouse but as cool as a lion.
While the Keystone boys rushed nobly forth,
To stand by the state—the prop of the North,
Brave Mac gave the foe a blow in the rear.
Which made their Stonewall quake with fear.
Upon the heights of old “South Mountain,’
He made their blood flow like a fountain,
Till old secession’s wings were clipt,
And Lee confessed himself “well whipped,’
With Hooker, Franklin, and brave Burnside,
He nobly turned the battle’s tide,
And drove them across the blue Potomac,
With battered heads and an empty stomach.
The gallant Reno nobly fell,
But millions of bravo hearts toll his knell,
And honor and glory crown the pall,
Of those who for the Union fall.
At Sharpsburg next, our gallant “Mac,”
Quickly followed suit and beat them back,
He seized their Longstreet by the knob,
And shelled the corn from Howell Cobb.
At Harpers Ferry next he sold them,
And made the place “too hot to hold them.”
He bound by death or victory,
To set old Maryland safe and free.
Three cheers for our glorious hero, “Mac,”
And the gallant army at his back,
He’s bound to march to victory forth,
Till the Union Flag floats South and North.