The Face of Dixie

by Roger D. Anderson

February eighteen sixty-two

defending Donelson

and the Bonnie Blue

we gave em heck

till Grant broke through

He struck the heart of Dixie.

Hood marches on Nashville

the desperate fight

we slept on frozen

ground that night

God gave our bravest

souls the right

to defend our

beloved Dixie...

Shiloh turned

our boys to men

as we stormed

a hornet's nest again

on the morrow

we'll fail to win

the grand OLE fight

for Dixie...

Now Dixie bows

her head and cries

for those who fight

and all who've died

forever I'll stand

at her side

my heart belongs

to Dixie...

Now Dixie bows

her head and cries

for those who fight

and all who've died

forever I'll stand

at her side

my heart belongs

to Dixie...

Guns grow silent

hardened foes embrace

colors furled

inside their casings

surrender our arms

but never our hearts

I'll live and die for Dixie..

At Franklin we charged

the gates of hell

where darkness silenced

the rebel yell

Cleburne died

and thousands fell

on the blood-soaked

ground of Dixie. . .

I stood and watched

as tears rolled down

the battle-scarred

face of Dixie....

confederate Veteran

NovemberlDecember 2003 - 57