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T’was back in the Summer of '61

Stonewall Jackson’s fame was won

McDowell marched across Bull Run

And went back running to Washington

Come the Spring of '62

Down the Valley Ol' Blue Light flew

At Kernstown there he picked a fight

And gave Old Abe' a fearsome fright

Rebels in the Valley, Lincoln cries Alarm

Jackson’s in the Valley‚ all fear to his harm

Jackson’s in the Valley‚ Stonewall is on the loose

Jackson’s in the Valley‚ all hell’s a’breaking loose

Down the Valley and back again

Stonewall’s boys did fight win

For two long months and maybe more

We marched, and we fought, then we marched some more

Now we’ll raise a rebel yell

And we’ll send them Yankees straight to hell

We’ll give them shot‚ buck, and ball

We’ll march and we’ll fight for old Stonewall

We’ll march even though our feet are torn

And it’s true our clothes are worn

Still we’ll keep our muskets primed

For Stonewall’s army is full of fight

Banks and Shields, and Freemont too

From our Valley they all withdrew

Jackson swept the Valley clear

And now he marches on McClellan’s rear

Jackson’s in the Valley‚ Stonewall is on the loose

Jackson’s in the Valley, all hell’s a’breaking loose

Jackson’s in the Valley, Stonewall is on the loose

Jackson’s in the Valley, all hell’s a’breaking loose

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