they brought parasols and picnic boxes dressed like they's hunting foxes but could nor more fight than fly they thought at Bull Run they'd put us down but that ain't quite what they found now here's the reason why
we're just Southern boys, raising hell right now we're just Southern boys, doing well right now
they got many more men than us got the arms but not the guts they ain't the kind to win we whipped 'em bad at Ball's Bluff at Wilson's Creek - treated 'em rough pretty soon they'll give in
we're just Southern boys, raising hell right now we're just Southern boys, doing well right now
sweet spirit of Dixie - just drives us along like the Mississippi flows - the Southland rolls on and on (INSTRUMENTAL BREAK)
we got horsemen like you've never seen gunmen that shoot so mean farm boys with fists of steel we've got the finest generals ever known Jackson stands like a wall of stone we won't beg and kneel
we're just Southern boys, raising hell right now we're just Southern boys, doing well right now
we're just Southern boys, raising hell right now we're just Southern boys, doing well right now