WE'LL BE FREE IN OUR MARYLAND
TUNE: "GIDEON'S BAND"

The boys down South in Dixie's land,
The boys down South in Dixie's land,
The boys down South in Dixie's land,
Will come and rescue Maryland,

Chorus--If you will join the Dixie band,
Here's my heart and here's my hand,
If you will join the Dixie band,
We're fighting for a home.

The Northern foes have trod us down,
The Northern foes have trod us down,
The Northern foes have trod us down,
But we will rise with true renown.

The tyrants they must leave our door,
The tyrants they must leave our door,
The tyrants they must leave our door,
Then we'll be free in Baltimore.

These hirelings they'll never stand,
These hirelings they'll never stand,
These hirelings they'll never stand,
When ever they see the Southern band.

Old Abe has got in a trap,
Old Abe has got in a trap,
Old Abe has got in a trap,
And he can't get out with his Scotch cap.

Nobody's hurt is easy spun,
Nobody's hurt is easy spun,
Nobody's hurt is easy spun,
But the Yankees caught it at Bull Run.

We rally to Jeff Davis true,
Beauregard and Johnston too;
Magruder, Price and General Bragg,
And give three cheers for the Southern flag,

We'll drink this toast to one and all,
Keep cock'd and prim'd for the Southern call;
The day will come, we'll make the stand,
Then we'll be free in Maryland.

SOURCE: AMERICAN MEMORY PROJECT

COLLECTION: American Song Sheets

REPOSITORY: Rare Book and Special Collections Division, Library of Congress

DIGITAL ID: as114670