[00:00.00] 作曲 : Minta Morgan/c1865
[00:26.49]I'll place my knapsack on my back
[00:28.75]My rifle on my shoulder
[00:31.25]I'll march away to the firing line
[00:33.80]And kill that Yankee soldier
[00:36.45]And kill that Yankee soldier
[00:39.01]I'll march away to the firing line
[00:41.76]And kill that Yankee soldier
[01:03.44]I'll bid farewell to my wife and child
[01:05.84]Farewell to my aged mother
[01:08.20]And go and join in the bloody strife
[01:10.88]Till this cruel war is over
[01:13.23]Till this cruel war is over
[01:15.59]I'll go and join in the bloody strife
[01:18.57]Till this cruel war is over
[01:39.95]If I am shot on the battlefield
[01:42.38]And I should not recover
[01:44.84]Oh who will protect my wife and child
[01:47.31]care for my aged mother
[01:49.74]Who care for my aged mother
[01:52.19]Oh who will protect my wife and child
[01:54.97]And care for my aged mother
[02:16.52]And if our Southern 'cause is lost
[02:18.59]And Southern rights denied us
[02:21.19]We'll be ground beneath the tyrant's heel
[02:23.76]For our demands of justice
[02:26.11]For our demands of justice
[02:28.61]We'll be ground beneath the tyrant's heel
[02:31.08]For our demands of justice
[02:52.50]Before the South shall bow her head
[02:54.82]Before the tyrants harm us
[02:57.33]I'll give my all to the Southern 'cause
[02:59.85]And die in the Southern army
[03:02.28]And die in the Southern army
[03:04.79]I'll give my all to the Southern 'cause
[03:07.29]And die in the Southern army
[03:28.69]If I must die for my home and land
[03:30.93]My spirit will not falter
[03:33.45]Oh here's my heart and here's my hand
[03:36.22]Upon my country's altar
[03:38.32]Upon my country's altar
[03:40.92]Oh here's my heart and here's my hand
[03:43.57]Upon my country's altar
[04:04.58]Then heaven be with us in the strife
[04:06.98]Be with the Southern soldier
[04:09.44]We'll drive the mercenary horde
[04:11.84]Beyond our Southern border
[04:14.27]Beyond our Southern border
[04:16.70]We'll drive the mercenary horde
[04:19.33]Beyond our Southern border
[04:40.49]So I'll place my knapsack on my back
[04:42.81]My rifle on my shoulder
[04:45.27]I'll march away to the firing line
[04:47.85]And kill that Yankee soldier
[04:50.08]And kill that Yankee soldier
[04:52.57]I'll march away to the firing line
[04:57.92]And I kill that Yankee soldier

作曲 : Minta Morgan/c1865
I'll place my knapsack on my back
My rifle on my shoulder
I'll march away to the firing line
And kill that Yankee soldier
And kill that Yankee soldier
I'll march away to the firing line
And kill that Yankee soldier
I'll bid farewell to my wife and child
Farewell to my aged mother
And go and join in the bloody strife
Till this cruel war is over
Till this cruel war is over
I'll go and join in the bloody strife
Till this cruel war is over
If I am shot on the battlefield
And I should not recover
Oh who will protect my wife and child
care for my aged mother
Who care for my aged mother
Oh who will protect my wife and child
And care for my aged mother
And if our Southern 'cause is lost
And Southern rights denied us
We'll be ground beneath the tyrant's heel
For our demands of justice
For our demands of justice
We'll be ground beneath the tyrant's heel
For our demands of justice
Before the South shall bow her head
Before the tyrants harm us
I'll give my all to the Southern 'cause
And die in the Southern army
And die in the Southern army
I'll give my all to the Southern 'cause
And die in the Southern army
If I must die for my home and land
My spirit will not falter
Oh here's my heart and here's my hand
Upon my country's altar
Upon my country's altar
Oh here's my heart and here's my hand
Upon my country's altar
Then heaven be with us in the strife
Be with the Southern soldier
We'll drive the mercenary horde
Beyond our Southern border
Beyond our Southern border
We'll drive the mercenary horde
Beyond our Southern border
So I'll place my knapsack on my back
My rifle on my shoulder
I'll march away to the firing line
And kill that Yankee soldier
And kill that Yankee soldier
I'll march away to the firing line
And I kill that Yankee soldier