While the Band Is Playin’ Dixie

It was on a day when soldiers wrote lines to those they love
To mothers, wives and sweethearts far away
When a fair-haired boy sat dreaming of a far-off southern town
Of a dark-eyed maiden waiting day by day

While the band is playing Dixie, I'm humming "Home Sweet Home"
It takes me back to Georgia though I'm far across the foam
Once again beside the river with my Mary dear I'll roam
While the band is playing Dixie, I'm humming "Home Sweet Home"
Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home
Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home

Oh, that night while all were sleeping came a bugle call to arms
With flashing eyes they plunged into the fray
And among the first to give his life up for the land that he loved
Was the boy who dreamed of Dixie far away

While the band is playing Dixie, I'm humming "Home Sweet Home"
It takes me back to Georgia though I'm far across the foam
Once again beside the river with my Mary dear I'll roam
While the band is playing Dixie, I'm humming "Home Sweet Home"
Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home
Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home

They found it in his pocket, a bloodstained little note
A bullet hole had pierced it through and through
It began with "Darling Mary, if I don't come back again
Just remember that my last thoughts were of you"

While the band is playing Dixie, I'm humming "Home Sweet Home"
It takes me back to Georgia though I'm far across the foam
Once again beside the river with my Mary dear I'll roam
While the band is playing Dixie, I'm humming "Home Sweet Home"
Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home
Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home