Chapter 1 No.1

Our camp-fires shone bright on the mountain

That frowned on the river below,

As we stood by our guns in the morning,

And eagerly watched for the foe;

When a rider came out of the darkness

That hung over mountain and tree,

And shouted, "Boys, up and be ready!

For Sherman will march to the sea!"

CHORUS:

Then sang we a song of our chieftain,

That echoed over river and lea;

And the stars of our banner shone brighter

When Sherman marched down to the sea!