We are a band of brothers from home and kindred far / Texas Ranger War Song

We are a band of brothers from home and kindred far,
The glory of old Texas in Southern border war,
For like a fiery billow we dash upon the foe,
And well the music of our carbines the Yankee troopers know.
Chorus:
Away! Away!
To the battle front away,
Away! to the Enemy's lines,
We lead the fight to day.
2. Through the blinding smoke of battle, like a red hot glare of flame,
Our star-crossed banner flashes, bearing our Terry's name,
Leading us to our first battle, at Woodsonville he fell,
But since on many a field of blood we have avenged him well,
Chorus:
3. That banner is our glory, 'tis sacred in our eyes,
And we guard it like an Amulet on every field it flies,
Like a light from home 'twas sent us by our noble Texas girls,
And we seem to feel their eyes upon us when Count* its stars unfurls,
Chorus:
4. All Mississippi's borders are teeming with our fame,
On the hills of Alabama the love the Rangers' name,
In the fettered land of Boone we unlinked the Despot's Chain,
And roused to life and to energy her chivalry again,
Chorus:
5. But the State, boy, of all others, this side of home we know
Where they give us hearty welcome and cheer us when we go,
With her spirited fair daughters, is proud old Tennessee,
And while a Yankee pollutes her soil, her Champions we shall be,
Chorus:
6. Then let us throw our Kisses to the girls who hold us dear
With their fairy hands they beckon us in glory's high career
True to our Southern honor---the Texian hearts we bear
We'll brighten still the star of our hopes---the proud old "Texas Star."
Chorus:

*A. C. Jones of Co. B, from Matagorda, was color sergeant. He was often called "count."

This song is from the Batchelor-Turner Letter Collection and may have been composed by George Turner. On the back of it was penciled a map of Rome, Georgia and the surrounding area.

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