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Parade - 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 />

<br />

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 />

<br />

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 />

'Til 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 />

<br />

Farewell, My Lila<br />

Farewell<br />

<br />

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 />

<br />

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 />

<br />

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 tree<br />

<br />

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 />

<br />

OLD SOLDIER& TOWNSPEOPLE:<br />

Oh I hear it calling, calling<br />

<br />

TOWNSPEOPLE:<br />

Still!<br />

<br />

OLD SOLIDER:<br />

And I would gladly give<br />

My good right leg Again<br />

Again!<br />

<br />

TOWNSPEOPLE:<br />

Again<br />

<br />

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

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