HARK, hark! there’s a sound in the West,
That’s wafted far over the sea;
’Tis the voice of the brave, though oppressed,
That are struggling hard to be free.
Basely wronged they have been by a brother,
Who sought to oppress in his might;
But the South, boys, the South, boys, forever!
’Tis the cause that we all know is right.

To shake off the yoke of a tyrant,
Their forefathers fought side by side;
And ere they could claim Freedom’s Charter,
Many hundreds of brave men had died;
But the Eagle, that then soared so proudly,
Can now scarcely look on the light;
But the South, boys, the South, boys, forever!
’Tis the cause that we all know is right.