作曲 : E. W. Hicks
All honor and fame to the gallant and brave
Who forced the rebs out of their holes
Fling out the old banner, boys proudly let it wave
With the sun shining bright on its folds
Hurrah, boy, hurrah! Shout glory, and sing
For the traitors look sadly for saken
Our glorious old eagle is yet on the wing
And Vicksburg is taken boys taken
That flag, now be grim'd with the carnage of war
Grows better and pure with time
For freedom is polishing slowly each star
From the rust of oppression and crime
Hurrah, boy, hurrah! Shout glory, and sing
For the traitors look sadly for saken
Our glorious old eagle is yet on the wing
And Vicksburg is taken boys taken
Bring out the spare powder and fire the big guns
The rebs are surprised at the way
Columbia's loyal and true-hearted sons
Have honored their country's birthday
Hurrah, boy, hurrah! Shout glory, and sing
For the traitors look sadly for saken
Our glorious old eagle is yet on the wing
And Vicksburg is taken boys taken
Jeff's great C.S.A. is now severed in twain
And both of them shortly must die
But he will not forget, to the end of his reign
That wonderful fourth of July!
Hurrah, boy, hurrah! Shout glory, and sing
For the traitors look sadly for saken
Our glorious old eagle is yet on the wing
And Vicksburg is taken, boys, taken!