Union Soldiers: I remember the first day we fell in for drill We were green as a new dollar bill I remember your mamma just cried through the night When her Charlie-boy left for the fight Now the battle is near And the moment is here It's the Union forever When the Blue meets the Gray Every rebel will pay By the sword By the sword By the sword By the vow we have taken Now we awaken Our flag flying high; We will live or we'll die By the sword Confederate Soldiers: I can shoot a mounted horseman From a half a mile away I can take a hill and hold it till We meet on judgement day I will cut a dashing figure I will make the ladies swoon I'll be back by fall to kiss 'em all If the war don't end too soon We'll make 'em all skedaddle Long before the cotton's high We can whoop 'em in a battle Sure 'nough whoop 'em do or die When the Sons of Dixie take to the field Then the battle is won For we never will yield When the Sons of Dixie fire their guns Then we'll all see how fast That a scared Yankee runs Union Soldiers: When we lick 'em We'll get home before the first snow With a chest full of medals to show When we lick 'em There'll be one hellacious parade Yeah, and maybe by then we'll get paid! All for one, one for all So let's open the ball It's the union forever By the angels above By all that we love By the sword By the sword By the sword We will march through the fire We'll climb ever higher By the dawn's early light We will stand up and fight By the sword Confederate Soldiers: I won't let no damn Yankee Tell me how I'm gonna live I will not forget and you can bet I ain't tendin' to forgive So let's polish up our muskets And give the rebel yell We'll chase 'em back to Washington Or send 'em all to hell We'll send 'em all a' runnin' From the warm Virginia sun So let 'em come a' gunnin' And we'll show 'em how it's done When the Sons of Dixie take to the field Then the battle is won For we never will yield When the Sons of Dixie fire their guns Then we'll all see how fast That a scared Yankee runs All: Now the battle is near And the moment is here It's the Union (old/Dixie) forever When the Blue meets the Gray Every (Rebel/Yankee) will pay When the Sons of Dixie take to the field (By the sword) Then the battle is won For we never will yield (By the sword) When the Sons of Dixie fire their guns (By the sword) Then we'll all see how fast That a scared Yankee runs With our flag flying high We will live or we'll die By the sword