作曲 : Joe English
 Since first the dirty Southern traitors, this foul Secession War began
 When all them treacherous alligators, commenced the row at Charleston
 Columbia's flag—the Star of Freedom—still has ruled on land and say
 Fools may rave, but never heed them—to bate our foes we know the way
 Whack, fal de ral, da to ra laddie
 Whack, fal de ral, da to ra lay
 Whack, fal de ral, da to ra laddie
 Whack, fal de ral, da to ra lay
 Volunteers we have by thousands, generals trusty, true, and brave
 For the union they arouse, and all would die our flag to save
 Butler down at New Orleans, he kept the rebel host at bay
 On them there to draw the reins, he quickly showed he knew the way
 Whack, fal de ral, da to ra laddie
 Whack, fal de ral, da to ra lay
 Whack, fal de ral, da to ra laddie
 Whack, fal de ral, da to ra lay
 Gallant Meade, a hero truly, at Gettysburg the foe met he;
 And there he gave them Ballyhooly—Oh, how are you, General Lee?
 Rosecrans, a soldier thorough—that's a fact that none can gainsay
 The rebels met at Murfreesboro, to rout them there he knew the way
 Whack, fal de ral, da to ra laddie
 Whack, fal de ral, da to ra lay
 Whack, fal de ral, da to ra laddie
 Whack, fal de ral, da to ra lay
 Little Sigel, for the Germans, he has bravely stood the test;
 Dix and Banks, Burnside and Sherman, all have nobly done their best
 General Meagher has shown his mettle, Corcoran too, was in the fray
 The foes of Uncle Sam to settle, the Irish boys they know the way
 Whack, fal de ral, da to ra laddie
 Whack, fal de ral, da to ra lay
 Whack, fal de ral, da to ra laddie
 Whack, fal de ral, da to ra lay
 Whack, fal de ral, da to ra laddie
 Whack, fal de ral, da to ra lay
 Whack, fal de ral, da to ra laddie
 Whack, fal de ral, da to ra lay
 Then there's General Daniel Sickles, from the field ne'er stirs a peg
 The foes catastrophe he tickles—gallant Dan has lost a leg
 General Grant he gives them thunder, at Vicksburg he won the day
 Then to make the foe knock under, at Chattanooga knew the way
 Whack, fal de ral, da to ra laddie
 Whack, fal de ral, da to ra lay
 Whack, fal de ral, da to ra laddie
 Whack, fal de ral, da to ra lay
 But to call the list of fame, I haven't room now in my song
 For, to go through each General's name, it would keep me singing all night long
 But of one more I will be telling, and who should be restored straightway
 To put an end to this rebellion—Little Mac, he knows the way
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 Whack, fal de ral, da to ra lay
 Whack, fal de ral, da to ra laddie
 Whack, fal de ral, da to ra lay
 Whack, fal de ral, da to ra laddie
 Whack, fal de ral, da to ra lay
 Whack, fal de ral, da to ra laddie
 Whack, fal de ral, da to ra lay