|Citizen:||Say, soldier brave, whence do you come,|
So lightsome and so cheery,
With joyful heart, returning home,
All war-torn and so weary ?
|Soldier:||From war's red field in "Dixie Land",|
Where camp-fires long were burning,
From dangers thick on every hand,
Right glad am I returning.
|Chorus:||Long live our land, our native land,|
and those who dared defend her,
And victory, by land and sea,
May Heaven always send her.
|Citizen:||Where are the ones who went with you,|
When war began its drumming,
But numbered with the missing now;
Say, soldier, are they coming ?
|Soldier:||Some foremost in the fighting fell;|
Died many sick and wounded,
While thousands starved, Oh! sad to tell!
By rebel guards surrounded.
|Citizen:||How long you fought, tell, soldier, tell,|
And when you that have ended,
How the "Confederacy" fell,
And how its hosts were rended.
|Soldier:||For four long years we fought, and then,|
Pray listen to my sonnet,
What rebels were not caught or slain
Were taken in a bonnet.
|Citizen:||My soldier brave, what shall be done|
With rebels small and great ones,
Who all this course of ruin run,
The first one and the late ones ?
|Soldier:||Let Jeff, and all his leaders hang,|
As Haman, high and handy,
And let the rest, not to be long,
Go settle up with "Andy".
|Citizen:||The "Butternut", my soldier man,|
It will not do to slight him
Who did all things 'gainst "Uncle Sam",
But take up arms and fight him.
|Soldier:||The mark of Cain be on his head,|
Reproaches on him banging,
And let him live in fear and dread,
Not good enough for hanging.