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The Southern Vow
Upon a steed the rebel rode,
With such a tiresome heavy load.
He knows he cannot turn back now,
For he gave his word, a solemn vow.
To defend her till the end of time,
Over many obstacles he must climb.
His spirit wavers in the dust,
But in him she has placed her trust.
Until that last and fatal wound,
When his life is surely doomed.
He will rally 'round her torn flag,
His uniform a tattered rag.
His battle cry rings in the ears,
As it invokes his enemy's fears.
They hear the charge from miles around,
The aftermath leaves ne're a...