>>17774927Greedy eyes, YANKEE lies
Muffled Southron women's cries
Southern children, big and small
General Sherman kills them all
Left, right, right, left
YANKEE sows the seeds of death
Not a stone is left to stand
When YANKEE rides across the land
After attacking our southern sons
The YANKEES work was still not done
A carpetbagger at his heart
This was just the YANKEEs start
To sate his thirst for Southern blood
That he wanted, that he got
Now Atlanta is devoid of cheer
Johnny have fear; the YANKEE is here