Bobby Horton - The Kentucky Battle Song lyrics

Deu|In the year of '61, we left our native land Cause we could not bend our spirits to The tyrant's stern command So we rallied 'round our Buckner While our hearts were sad and sore To offer our blood for freedom as our fathers Did before.... CHORUS And we'll march! march! march! To the music of the drum We were driven forth in exile From our old Kentucky home.... When at first the southern flag unfurled Its' folds upon the air Its' stars had hardly gathered 'til Kentucky's sons were there And we swore a solemn oath and sternly Gathered round We would only live as freemen in the Dark and bloody ground With Buckner as our leader And Morgan in the van We'll plant the flag of freedom In our fair and happy land We'll drive the tyrant's minions To the Ohio's rolling flood And dye her waves with crimson With the coward yankee blood.. So cheer ye southern braves You will soon see the day When Kentucky's fairest daughters Will cheer you on your way Then their proud old mothers Will welcome one and all For united we stand But divided we fall!