Bobby Horton - We'll Fight for Uncle Abe Lyrics
Way down in old Varginni,I suppose you all do know,They have tried to bust the UnionBut they find it is no go,The yankee boys are starting outDe Union for to sabe,And we're going down to Washington,To fight for Uncle Abe.Chorus:Rip, Rap, Flip, FlapStrap your knapsacks on your backFor we're a gwine to WashingtonTo fight for Uncle Abe.Rip, Rap, Flip, FlapStrap your knapsacks on your backFor we're a gwine to WashingtonTo fight for Uncle Abe.There is General Grant at Vicksburg,Just see what he has done,He has taken sixty cannonAnd made the Rebels run,And next he will take RichmondI'll bet you half a dollarAnd if he catches Gen'ral JohnsonOh wont he make him holler.The season now is coming,When the roads begin to dry,Soon the army of the PotomacWill make the rebels fly,For General McClellan he's the manThe Union for to sabe,O! Hail Columbia's right side up,And so's your Uncle Abe.ChorusYou may talk of Southern ChivalryAnd cotton being king,But I guess before the war is doneYou'll think another thing,They say that recognitionWill the rebel country sabe,But Johnny Bull and Mister FranceAre 'fraid of Uncle Abe.
