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Come, stack arms, men! Pile on the rails, |
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Stir up the camp-fire bright; |
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No matter if the canteen fails, |
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We'll make a rousing night! |
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Here Shenandoah brawls along, |
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And burly Blue-Ridge echoes strong, |
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To swell our brigade's rousing song |
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Of "Stonewall Jackson's way." |
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He's in the saddle now! Fall in! |
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Steady, the whole brigade! |
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Hill's at the ford, cut off! He'll win |
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His way out, ball and blade |
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What matter if our shoes are worn? |
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What matter if our feet are torn? |
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"Quick step--we're with him ere the dawn!" |
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That's "Stonewall Jackson's way." |
