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Bright Sunny South - Alison Krauss (艾莉森·克劳丝)
Written by：Trad.
From the bright sunny south to the war
I was sent
E'er the days of my boyhood
I scarcely had spent
From it's cool shady forests and deep flowing streams
Ever fond in my mem'ry and sweet in my dreams
Oh my dear little sister
I still see her tears
When I had to leave home in our tender years
And my sweet gentle mother
So dear to my heart
It grieved me sincerely when we had to part
Said my kind hearted father as he took my hand
As you go in defence of our dear native land
Son be brave but show mercy whenever you can
Our hearts will be with you
'Til you 'turn again
In my bag there's a bible to show me the way
Through my twelfth year on earth and to heaven some day
I will shoulder my musket and brandish my sword
In defence of this land and the word of the Lord
