Southern Birthright

by Bobby Horton

There’s a birthright that each Southern boy inherits when he’s born
And he carries it forever till the day his mourners mourn
It’s not founded on old politics of race or slavery
Those who see no more than that care not for history

For our hearts are still with Jackson and our faith’s in General Lee
And we still can taste the sweetness of that one last victory
Though we’ll never ride with Forrest and we’ll never march with Bragg
We still love our Southern heroes and we love our Southern flag

It’s a way of life that ended and the way it died so hard
It’s the honor and the chivalry folks today most disregard
It’s the Ride Around McClellan and New Market’s young cadets
It’s Sam Watkins telling stories and Sam Davis’s regrets

And our hearts are still with Stuart and our faith’s in General Lee
And we still can taste the sweetness of that one last victory
No, we’ll never march with Johnston or be caught with General Bragg
We will love our Southern heroes and we love our Southern flag

It’s the dream of Pickett charging and never being stopped
It’s the thought of Stonewall Jackson never being shot
Though we never change America, she is as she should be
We can’t help to try once more to win that one last victory

For our hearts are still with Jackson and our faith’s in General Lee
And we still can taste the sweetness of that one last victory
No, we’ll never march with Cleburne or be stuck with General Bragg
We will love our Southern heroes and we love our Southern flag

For our hearts are still with Longstreet and our faith’s in General Lee
We still think we’re good enough to win that one last victory
I won’t let us march with Early or be wasted by old Bragg
But we’ll flaunt our Southern birthright and we’ll wave our Southern flag