Stonewall Jackson’s Way Tennessee Ernie Ford

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Come, stack arms, men. Pile on the rails
Stir up the campfire bright;
No matter if the canteen fails
We'll make a roaring night
Here Shenandoah brawls along
There burly Blue Ridge echoes strong
To swell the brigade's rousing song
Of "Stonewall Jackson's way."

We see him now, the old slouched hat
Cocked o'er his eye askew
The shrewd, dry smile, the speech so pat
So calm, so blunt, so true
That "Blue-Light Elder" knows 'em well
Says he, "That's Banks; he's fond of shell
Lord save his soul! We'll give him"...well
That's "Stonewall Jackson's way."

Silence! Ground arms! Kneel all! Caps off!
Old Blue Light's going to pray;
Strangle the fool that dares to scoff;
Attention; it's his way!
Appealing from his native sod
In forma pauperis to God--
"Lay bare thine arm; stretch forth thy rod;
Amen." That's "Stonewall's way."