Tom: C
C F C
Oh have you heard the glorious news, is the cry from every mouth,
G
Charleston is taken, and the rebels put to rout;
C F
And Beauregard the chivalrous, he ran to save his bacon—
C G C
When he saw Gen. Sherman’s “Yanks,” and “Charleston is taken!”
[Chorus]
C
With a whack row de dow!
F
A hunkey boy is Gen. Sherman:
C
Whack row de dow!
G C
Invincible is he.
[Verse 2]
C F C
This South Carolina chivalry, they once did loudly boast;
G
That the footsteps of a Union man, should ne’er polute their coast.
C F
They’d fight the Yankees two to one, who only fought for booty;—
C G C
But when the “udsills” came along it was “Legs do your duty.”
[Chorus]
C
With a whack row de dow!
F
Babalon is falling
C
Whack row de dow!
G C
the end is drawing neer
[Verse 3]
C F C
And from the “Sacred City,” this valiant warlike throng;
G
Skedaddled in confusion, although thirty thousand strong—
C F
Without a shot, without a blow, or least sign of resistance,
C G C
And leaving their poor friends behind, with the “Yankees” for assistance,
[Chorus]
C
With a whack row de dow!
F
How are you southern chivalry?
C
Whack row de dow!
G C
your race is nearly run
[Verse 4]
C F C
And again o’er Sumter’s battered walls, the Stars and Stripes do fly,
G
While the chivalry of Sixty-one in the “Last ditch” does lie;—
C F
With Sherman, Grant and Porter too, to lead our men to glory;
C G C
We’ll squash poor Jeff’s confederacy, and then get “Hunkydory.”
[Chorus]
C
With a whack row de dow!
F
How are you neutral Johnny?
C
Whack row de dow!
G C
we'll settle next with you
