[LUCILLE]
Leo, oh Leo
I know He'll protect you
And don't be afraid;
I'll be fine here—you'll see.
Farewell, my Leo—
You're right here beside me
You're here by the door
And you're holding my arm
And you're stroking my hair
And you're finally...
[MARY, spoken]
Mr. Frank?
[LEO, spoken]
What is it?
[LUCILLE, sung]
...free.
[MARY, spoken]
Happy Memorial Day.
[FRANKIE, sung]
I go to fight for these old hills behind me
The Old Red Hills of Home
I go to fight for these hills that remind me
Of a way of life that's pure,
Of the truth that will endure
In the city of Atlanta
In the Old Red Hills of Home!
[ENSEMBLES I & II]
God bless the sight of the Old Hills of Georgia
The Old Red Hills of Home
Praise those who'd fight for the Old Hills of Georgia
For those proud and valiant men,
We'll sing “Dixie” once again [ENSEMBLE I]
For the men of Marietta,
For the fathers of
Atlanta, [ENSEMBLE II]
For the brothers of Cobb
County,
For the Patriarchs, [ENSEMBLE I & II]
Who gave ev'rything for Georgia and
The Old Red Hills of Home!