Confederate Song - Southern Soldier (Civil War Music)

I’ll place my knapsack on my back, My rifle on my shoulder, I’ll march away to the firing line, And kill that Yankee soldier, And kill that Yankee soldier, I’ll march away to the firing line, And kill that Yankee soldier. I’ll bid farewell to my wife and child Farewell to my aged mother, And go and join in the bloody strife, Till this cruel war is over, Till this cruel war is over, I’ll go and join in the bloody strife, Till this cruel war is over. If I am shot on the battlefield, And I should not recover