the State's called its sons to its side, boys
they're hoisting up the 'Stars and the Bars'
we must all prepare to fight
for a cause we feel is right
and join Jeff Davis from near and far
they can't understand our way of life boys
they don't want slaves in the new territories
the knowledge that they lack
is there's no cotton if there's no blacks
and that gives us the reason to secede
come out of the meadows and plantations
come away from the shores down by the sea
join under the flag
with your musket and your bag
we got to break ties with the North to be free
since Abe got elected there ain't no choice, boys
we showed 'em what we meant when Sumter fell
and if they to try to take us back
or come and free the blacks
the good Lord knows we're going to give 'em hell
come out of the meadows and plantations
come away from the shores down by the sea
join under the flag
with your musket and your bag
we got to break ties with the North to be free
come out of the meadows and plantations
come away from the shores down by the sea
join under the flag
with your musket and your bag
we got to break ties with the North to be free
(spoken)
hell, I never did like them Yankees anyhow
always looking down their noses at us, like
they were something special
goddammit, this thing'll be over in ten weeks time anyhow
we're going to whip their a**, show 'em we can live on our own
they're hoisting up the 'Stars and the Bars'
we must all prepare to fight
for a cause we feel is right
and join Jeff Davis from near and far
they can't understand our way of life boys
they don't want slaves in the new territories
the knowledge that they lack
is there's no cotton if there's no blacks
and that gives us the reason to secede
come out of the meadows and plantations
come away from the shores down by the sea
join under the flag
with your musket and your bag
we got to break ties with the North to be free
since Abe got elected there ain't no choice, boys
we showed 'em what we meant when Sumter fell
and if they to try to take us back
or come and free the blacks
the good Lord knows we're going to give 'em hell
come out of the meadows and plantations
come away from the shores down by the sea
join under the flag
with your musket and your bag
we got to break ties with the North to be free
come out of the meadows and plantations
come away from the shores down by the sea
join under the flag
with your musket and your bag
we got to break ties with the North to be free
(spoken)
hell, I never did like them Yankees anyhow
always looking down their noses at us, like
they were something special
goddammit, this thing'll be over in ten weeks time anyhow
we're going to whip their a**, show 'em we can live on our own