There will be singing tonight
Down on Ulsamer Street
For the Blue Ridge Boys
have all come home
They'll be passin' it around
down on Dulcimer Street
And the Southern Bears
will welcome back their home
Yes, they'll break out the band
on Dulcimer Street
We'll have ourselves
a homecoming parade
All these hard -fighting boys
have bluegrass under their feet
And it makes them want to
dance the night away
So break out your old banjo
and the moonshiner's old
And polish up your church
-going rigging
There we'll be singing tonight
down on Ulsamer Street
For the Blue Ridge Boys
have all come home
They'll be passin' it round
down on Dulcimer Street
And the Southern Bears
will welcome back their own
There'll be a telling of tears
on Balsamer Street
Of Stuart's ride and Proudstone
Wall's brigade
And tears will be shed
for the ones that remain
United now beneath the cannonade
They wear the threadbare uni forms
And march in their bare feet
But hold their hands like
royal palace guards
They will be singing tonight
Down on Nolsimer Street
For the Blue Ridge Boys
have all come home
They'll be passing it around
Down on Nolsonhurst Street
And the Southern Belles
were welcome back there, oh
So raise up your glass to Robert E. Lee
A better man than ever will be found
For his broken heart, we pray it will heal
But you can't keep a
good Southern man down
Yeah, they'll be singing tonight
Down on Old Summer Street
For the Blue Ridge Boys
have all come home
They'll be passing it around
Down on North Summer Street
And the Southern Bears
will welcome back their old
They will be singing tonight
For the Blue Ridge Boys, the Volcanoes
They will be singing tonight
And the Southern Bears
will welcome back their own
. . . .