Southern son, Southern son, don’t you know?
Southern son, Southern son, listen to those that already know.
They will exploit you for the love of your home,
They know you are protective to your bone.
They need you for your steady shot and your tracking,
They need your courage and nerve unreacting.
Southern son, Southern son, don’t you even go!
Southern son, Southern son, listen to those that already know.
They promised your fathers glory and gold,
All they had to be was courageous and bold.
They were told the others had evil souls,
That this was the way to protect their home.
The Empire lied and merely stepped aside:
“Southern boy, fight our battles and win our titles,
This is the way to keep your home!”
They know you fight alone, they know you sacrificed your home.
Southern son, Southern son, don’t you even go!
Southern son, Southern son, listen to those that already know.
This war we face is really a disgrace,
This war has no effect, Southerner son, nor to your race.
Southern son, instead fight for your home and land,
Never forget the continents that have been spanned.
Our country is our home, and our cause is our own.
Southern son, Southern son, don’t you know?
Southern son, Southern son, listen to those that already know.
Heed my word, and hear my tone:
“Protect your wife, your kids, and your home!
Your shot be true, and your hand be steady,
Take your rifle and be on the ready.”
The time is nigh, and your heart will feel heavy,
Because you know your true country is ready to lower the levy,
Your forefathers stand behind you, steady and ready.
Southern son, Southern son, don’t you know?
Southern son, Southern son, listen to those that already know.
Take your will and your time,
We stand behind you, we hold the line.
Protect your place and your home,
Do not falter, for you do not stand alone.
Southern son, Southern son, don’t you know?
Southern son, Southern son, listen to those that already know.
We support you to defend your home,
Do not buy their lies and take back your home,
It is the only way to fulfill what you have already known.
Southern son, Southern son, don’t you know?
Southern son, Southern son, listen to those that know.
Teach a man to fight, he can win a battle.
Teach a man to write, he can win a nation.
A fine exhortation! No swords lifted, save for our kith and our kin.
Thank you, st!