Lyrics sung by Caleb (Steve Cash)
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they brought parasols and picnic boxes
dressed like they's hunting foxes
but could nor more fight than fly
they thought at Bull Run they'd put us down
but that ain't quite what they found
now here's the reason why
we're just Southern boys, raising hell right now
we're just Southern boys, doing well right now
they got many more men than us
got the arms but not the guts
they ain't the kind to win
we whipped 'em bad at Ball's Bluff
at Wilson's Creek - treated 'em rough
pretty soon they'll give in
we're just Southern boys, raising hell right now
we're just Southern boys, doing well right now
sweet spirit of Dixie - just drives us along
like the Mississippi flows - the Southland rolls on and on
(INSTRUMENTAL BREAK)
we got horsemen like you've never seen
gunmen that shoot so mean
farm boys with fists of steel
we've got the finest generals ever known
Jackson stands like a wall of stone
we won't beg and kneel
we're just Southern boys, raising hell right now
we're just Southern boys, doing well right now
we're just Southern boys, raising hell right now
we're just Southern boys, doing well right now
we're just Southern boys, raising hell right now
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they brought parasols and picnic boxes
dressed like they's hunting foxes
but could nor more fight than fly
they thought at Bull Run they'd put us down
but that ain't quite what they found
now here's the reason why
we're just Southern boys, raising hell right now
we're just Southern boys, doing well right now
they got many more men than us
got the arms but not the guts
they ain't the kind to win
we whipped 'em bad at Ball's Bluff
at Wilson's Creek - treated 'em rough
pretty soon they'll give in
we're just Southern boys, raising hell right now
we're just Southern boys, doing well right now
sweet spirit of Dixie - just drives us along
like the Mississippi flows - the Southland rolls on and on
(INSTRUMENTAL BREAK)
we got horsemen like you've never seen
gunmen that shoot so mean
farm boys with fists of steel
we've got the finest generals ever known
Jackson stands like a wall of stone
we won't beg and kneel
we're just Southern boys, raising hell right now
we're just Southern boys, doing well right now
we're just Southern boys, raising hell right now
we're just Southern boys, doing well right now
we're just Southern boys, raising hell right now