| Song | Battle of Bull Run |
| Artist | Johnny Horton |
| Album | Johnny Horton: Makes History |
| The sun shown bright and clear that day | |
| We all left Washington | |
| To lick the Rebel boys in grey | |
| At the Battle of Bull Run | |
| They came from Pennsylvania and some from Maryland | |
| To see the Rebel boys get spanked by Honest Abe's broad hand | |
| We said we'll run âem to Atlanta and to Galveston Bay | |
| But they ran us back to Washington and Philadelphia | |
| And Philadelphia | |
| The ladies wore their brightest shawls | |
| The gentlemen were gay | |
| They came to see their Yankee boys WHIP old Virginia | |
| I held my momma's hand and skipped | |
| When a soldier said to me | |
| Would you rather have Jeff Davis' hat or the sword of Bobbie Lee | |
| We said we'll run âem to Atlanta and to Galveston Bay | |
| But they ran us back to Washington and Philadelphia | |
| And Philadelphia | |
| And then the general doffed his hat and said let's rest a spell | |
| And for the first time we all heard that awful rebel yell | |
| The waters of MANASSAS creek became a ruby red | |
| and many a Reb and Yankee boy lay in the willows dead | |
| We said we'll run âem to Atlanta and to Galveston Bay | |
| But they ran us back to Washington and Philadelphia | |
| And Philadelphia | |
| A fight locked in the chest of time too horrible to tell | |
| Virginny's true green countryside became a lake of hell | |
| Don't count your chicks before they're hatched | |
| Or you'll work until it's done | |
| Remember yes remember long the Battle of Bull Run | |
| We said we'll run âem to Atlanta and to Galveston Bay | |
| But they ran us back to Washington and Philadelphia | |
| And Philadelphia |
| The sun shown bright and clear that day | |
| We all left Washington | |
| To lick the Rebel boys in grey | |
| At the Battle of Bull Run | |
| They came from Pennsylvania and some from Maryland | |
| To see the Rebel boys get spanked by Honest Abe' s broad hand | |
| We said we' ll run em to Atlanta and to Galveston Bay | |
| But they ran us back to Washington and Philadelphia | |
| And Philadelphia | |
| The ladies wore their brightest shawls | |
| The gentlemen were gay | |
| They came to see their Yankee boys WHIP old Virginia | |
| I held my momma' s hand and skipped | |
| When a soldier said to me | |
| Would you rather have Jeff Davis' hat or the sword of Bobbie Lee | |
| We said we' ll run em to Atlanta and to Galveston Bay | |
| But they ran us back to Washington and Philadelphia | |
| And Philadelphia | |
| And then the general doffed his hat and said let' s rest a spell | |
| And for the first time we all heard that awful rebel yell | |
| The waters of MANASSAS creek became a ruby red | |
| and many a Reb and Yankee boy lay in the willows dead | |
| We said we' ll run em to Atlanta and to Galveston Bay | |
| But they ran us back to Washington and Philadelphia | |
| And Philadelphia | |
| A fight locked in the chest of time too horrible to tell | |
| Virginny' s true green countryside became a lake of hell | |
| Don' t count your chicks before they' re hatched | |
| Or you' ll work until it' s done | |
| Remember yes remember long the Battle of Bull Run | |
| We said we' ll run em to Atlanta and to Galveston Bay | |
| But they ran us back to Washington and Philadelphia | |
| And Philadelphia |