Hurrah for Dixie!
HURRAH FOR DIXIE!
Southrons, hear your Country call you!
Up! lest worse than death befall you!
Lo! all the beacon-fires are lighted,
Let all the hearts be now united!
Look away, look away, look away, look away.
In Dixie’s land we’ll take our stand,
And lives and die for Dixie’s land.
Awake! awake! awake! awake ye sons of Dixie.
Hear the Northern thunders mutter!
Northern flags in the Southwind flutter;
Send them back your fierce defiance!
Stamp upon the accurs’d alliance!
Fear no danger! Shun no labor!
Lift up rifle, pike and sabre!
Shoulder pressing close to shoulder,
Let the odds make each heart bolder!
How the South’s great heart rejoices,
At your cannon’s ringing voices;
For faith betrayed and pledges broken,
Wrongs inflicted, insults spoken;
Strong as lions, swift as eagles,
Back to their kennels hunt these beagles!
Cut the unequal bonds asunder!
Let them then each other plunder!
Swear upon your Country’s altar,
Never to submit or falter;
Till the spoilers are defeated,
Till the Lord’s work is completed,
Halt not, till our Federation
Secures among Earth’s Powers its station!
Then at peace and crowned with glory,
Hear your children tell the story!
If the loved ones weep in sadness,
Victory soon shall bring them gladness;
facultant[?] pride soon banish sorrow;
Miles chase tears away to-morrow;