[WARNING: This song contains antiquated racial stereotypes. It is presented here for historical and educational purposes only.]
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CHORUS
Hurrah! Hurrah! We bring the jubilee!
Hurrah! Hurrah! The flag that makes your free!
So we sang the chorus from Atlanta to the sea,
While we were marching through Georgia.
2. How the darkeys shouted when they heard the joyful sound!
How the turkeys gobled which our commissary found!
How the sweet potatoes even started from the ground,
While we were marching through Georgia.
3. Yes, and there were Union men, who wept with joyful tears,
When they saw the honored flag they had not seen for years;
Hardly could the be restrained for breaking forth in cheers,
While we were marching through Georgia.
4. “Sherman’s dashing Yankee boys will never reach the coast!”
So the saucy Rebels said, and ’twas a handsome boast;
Had they not forgot, alas! to reckon with the host,
While we were marching through Georgia.
5. So we made a thoroughfare for Freedom and her train,
Sixty miles in latitude, three hundred to the main;
Treason fled before us, for resistance was in vain,
While we were marching through Georgia.
Sung by Fred Feild: