Cheer, boys, cheer! We'll march away to battle!
Cheer, boys, cheer, for our sweethearts and our wives!
Cheer, boys, cheer! We'll nobly do our duty,
And give to the South our hearts, our arms, our lives.
Bring forth the flag, our country's noble standard;
Wave it on high till the wind shakes each fold out.
Proudly it floats, nobly waving in the vanguard;
Then cheer, boys, cheer! with a lusty, long, bold shout.
Cheer, boys, cheer! We'll march away to battle!
Cheer, boys, cheer, for our sweethearts and our wives!
Cheer, boys, cheer! We'll nobly do our duty,
And give to the South our hearts, our arms, our lives.
But as we march, with heads all lowly bending,
Let us implore a blessing from on high.
Our cause is just, the right we're defending,
And the God of battle will listen to our cry.
Cheer, boys, cheer! We'll march away to battle!
Cheer, boys, cheer, for our sweethearts and our wives!
Cheer, boys, cheer! We'll nobly do our duty,
And give to the South our hearts, our arms, our lives.