The Fall Of Charleston - Tennessee Ernie Ford

Oh have you heard the glorious news, is the cry from every mouth

Charleston is taken, and the rebels put to rout

And Beauregard the chivalrous, he ran to save his bacon

When he saw General Sherman’s «Yanks,» and «Charleston is taken!»

With a whack, rowdy-dow

A hunkey boy is General Sherman

Whack, rowdy-dow

Invincible is he!

This South Carolina chivalry, they once did loudly boast

That the footsteps of a Union man, should ne’er pollute their coast

They’d fight the Yankees two to one, who only fought for booty

But when the «udsills» came along it was «Legs, do your duty!»

With a whack, rowdy-dow

Babylon is fallen

Whack, rowdy-dow

The end is drawing near!

And from the «Sacred City,» this valiant warlike throng

Skedaddled in confusion, although thirty thousand strong

Without a shot, without a blow, or least sign of resistance

And leaving their poor friends behind, with the «Yankees» for assistance!

With a whack, rowdy-dow

How are you, Southern chivalry?

Whack, rowdy-dow

Your race is nearly run!

And again o’er Sumter’s battered walls, the Stars and Stripes do fly

While the chivalry of Sixty-one in the «Last ditch» lie

With Sherman, Grant and Porter too, to lead our men to glory

We’ll squash poor Jeff’s confederacy, and then get «Hunkydory!»

With a whack, rowdy-dow

How are you, neutral Johnny Bull?

Whack, rowdy-dow

We’ll settle next with you!