Parade movie - The Old Red Hills of Home lyrics
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YOUNG SOLDIER:<br>
Farewell, my Lila<br>
I'll write every evening<br>
I've carved our names<br>
In the trunk of this tree<br>
Farewell, my Lila<br>
I miss you already<br>
And dream of the day<br>
When I'll hold you again<br>
In a home safe from fear<br>
When the Southland is free<br>
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I go to fight for these old hills behind me<br>
These Old Red Hills of Home<br>
I go to fight, for these old hills remind me<br>
Of a way of life that's pure<br>
Of the truth that must endure<br>
In a town called Marietta<br>
In the Old Red Hills of Home<br>
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Pray on this day as I journey beyond them<br>
These Old Red Hills of Home<br>
Let all the blood of the North spill upon them<br>
'Till they've paid for what they've wrought<br>
Taken back the lies they've taught<br>
And there's peace in Marietta<br>
And we're safe again in Georgia<br>
In the land where Honor lives and breathes<br>
The Old Red Hills of Home<br>
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OLD SOLDIER:<br>
Look there, My Lila<br>
They call me to tell it<br>
The lives that we led<br>
When the Southland was free<br>
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We gave our lives for the old hills of Georgia<br>
The Old Red Hills of Home<br>
Not much survives of the old hills of Georgia<br>
But I close my eyes and hear<br>
All the treasures we held dear<br>
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The rushing of the Chattahoochie<br>
The rustling in the wind<br>
And Mama in the kitchen singin'<br>
And me and Lila swinging in a tre<br>
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TOWNSPEOPLE:<br>
The tall pines and the red clay<br>
The blue skies and the dogwood trees<br>
A man can grow his cotton <br>
And his crops<br>
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OLD SOLDIER& TOWNSPEOPLE:<br>
Oh I hear it calling, calling<br>
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TOWNSPEOPLE:<br>
Still!<br>
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OLD SOLIDER:<br>
And I would gladly give<br>
My good right leg Again<br>
Again!<br>
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TOWNSPEOPLE:<br>
Again<br>
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God Bless the sight<br>
Of the old hills of Georgia<br>
The Old Red Hills of Home<br>
(Kneel Down to)<br>
Praise those who'd fight<br>
For the Old Hills of Georgia<br>
For those proud and valiant men<br>
We'll sing "Dixie" once again<br>
For the men of Marrietta<br>
For the the brothers of Cobb County<br>
For the fathers of atlanta<br>
For the patriarchs<br>
Who gave everything for Georgia<br>
And the Old Red Hills of Home<br>
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