One of several numbered versions published by De Marsan and other printers.

Lyr. Add: ROOT HOG OR DIE No. 5
By a Blue Jacket, U.S. Gunboat Com. Barney

Come listen to my story, and a good one I'll relate,
Bout the Burnside Expedition, in North Carolina State;
We've whipped the Southern Chivalry, and blowed their forts sky high,
Colonel Hawkins and his red caps made 'em sing Root Hog or Die.
2
First at Roanoke, when we hove in sight,
The Rebels thought they'd have us sure, before the ensuing night;
But Wise he was mistaken, and Floyd he heaved a sigh,
And left, like Hell, for Norfolk, singing Root Hog or Die.
3
Then we went up to a City, Elizabeth by name,
The rebels thought to whip us there, but didn't know our game;
The Perry run the sea-bird, and the rest they tried to fly,
But only one reached Norfolk, singing Root Hog or Die.
4
At Newbern shortly after, the river being chuck
Full of Torpedoes and Fired-Machines to blow the Yankees up;
They thought they'd surely whip us there, but found out 'twas all my eye!
When Burnside nailed 'em in the rear, singing Root Hog or Die.
5
Oh, they fought about two hours, and then they turned and ran, And some of the forts on the River, they left without firing a gun;
Oh they left in such a hurry that they could not say good-bye,
To the girls they left behind 'em, singing Root Hog or Die.
6
Now we are safely moored at Newbern, and I guess we are going to stay,
'Till we take a trip to Raleigh, there's some rebels there they say;
We'll show 'em another yankee trick, or show 'em how to die,
They'll find that we are in earnest now, singing Root Hog or Die.

After the battle at Newbern.

From a song sheet, printer name clipped; and the same printed by De Marsan. Also printed by Andrews.

American Memory.