From the recording Pacific Northwest Bound

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Lyrics

In the bright sunny south, to the war I was sent
After the days of my boyhood I scarcely had spent
From its cool shady forests and deep flowin' strreams
Ever fond in my memory and so sweet in my dreams

And my dear little sister I still see her tears
When I had to leave home in our tender years
And my sweet gentle mother so dear to my heart
She grieved me sincerely when we had to part

Said my kind hearted father as he took my hand
As you go in defence of our dear native land
Son be brave but show mercy whenever you can
Our hearts will be with you when you return again

In my hand there's a bible to show me the way
For my 12 years on earth and to heaven someday
And I will shoulder my musket and brandish my sword
In defence of this land and the word of the Lord