There is more than one Maryland My Maryland. For example, there is:MY MARYLAND
BY STONEWALL JACKSON
My barefoot bands are on thy shore,
Maryland! My Maryland!
Their touch is on thy simple door,
Maryland! my Maryland!
Fling open every dry-goods store,
Bring boots and shoes out by the score,
Forth every whisky-barrel pour,
Maryland! my Maryland!
Hark! to a wandering son's appeal,
Maryland! my Maryland!
My glorious State, to thee I kneel,
Maryland! my Maryland!
Give us potatoes, bread, corn-meal,
Thy peerless chivalry reveal,
And gird our beauteous limbs with steal,
Maryland my Maryland!
Thou wilt not cower in the dust,
Maryland! my Maryland!
Thy burning sword shall never rust,
Maryland! My Maryland!
Take, take these notes of mine "on trust,'"
Confederate bonds may not be just
The things you want--but then you must
, Maryland! my Maryland!
Come! with thy pan-oplied array,
Maryland! my Maryland!
Come! with thy stacks of grain and hay,
Maryland, my Maryland,
We've famished long upon the way,
Our steeds have starved this many a day,
Come! give us what we want, I say,
Maryland, my Maryland.
Come! for thy red eye's good and strong,
Maryland, my Maryland,
Thy hesitation does thee wrong,
Maryland, my Maryland,
Come! to thine own heroic throng!
We've brought some little ills along,
That wouldn't do to sing in song
Maryland, my Maryland,
I see the blush upon thy cheek,
Maryland, my Maryland,
But thou wast always rather weak,
Maryland, my Maryland,
But lo! there surges forth a shriek
Potomac calls to Chesapeake;
I guess from out thine arms I'll streak,
Maryland, my Maryland,
Thou wilt not yield the Southern toll,
Maryland, my Maryland,
Thou wilt not crouch to Jeff's control,
Maryland, my Maryland,
Better the fire upon thee roll,
Better the shot, the blade, the bowl--
I think so too, upon my soul!
Maryland, my Maryland.
I hear the distant thunder hum
Maryland, my Maryland,
Old Lincoln's bugle, fife and drum
Maryland, my Maryland,
I'm not exactly deaf and dumb--
I know the sound of shell and bomb,
Farewell! again I'll never come,
Since you don't welcome Southern scum--
Maryland, my Maryland.