Bright Sunny South

Bright Sunny South - Alison Krauss (艾莉森·克勞絲)

Written by：Trad.

From the bright sunny south to the war

I was sent

E'er the days of my boyhood

I scarcely had spent

From it's cool shady forests and deep flowing streams

Ever fond in my mem'ry and sweet in my dreams

Oh my dear little sister

I still see her tears

When I had to leave home in our tender years

And my sweet gentle mother

So dear to my heart

It grieved me sincerely when we had to part

Said my kind hearted father as he took my hand

As you go in defence of our dear native land

Son be brave but show mercy whenever you can

Our hearts will be with you

'Til you 'turn again

In my bag there's a bible to show me the way

Through my twelfth year on earth and to heaven some day

I will shoulder my musket and brandish my sword

In defence of this land and the word of the Lord