THE SOUTHERN SOLDIER BOY.

As sung by Miss Sallie Partington, in the “Virginia Cavalier,” Richmond, Va., 1863.
Composed by Captain G. W. Alexander.

Air—“The Boy with the Auburn Hair.”

The sentiments of this song pleased the Confederate Soldiers, and for more than a year, the New Richmond Theatre was nightly filled by “Blockade Rebels,” who greeted with wild hurrahs, “Miss Sallie,” the prima donna of the Confederacy.

[The music of this song can be procured of the Oliver Ditson Co., Boston, Mass., owners of the copyright.]

Bob Roebuck is my sweetheart’s name,
He’s off to the wars and gone,
He’s fighting for his Nannie dear,
His sword is buckled on;
He’s fighting for his own true love,
His foes he does defy;
He is the darling of my heart,
My Southern soldier boy.

Chorus.—Yo! ho! yo! ho! yo! ho! ho! ho! ho! ho! ho!
He is my only joy,
He is the darling of my heart,
My Southern soldier boy.

When Bob comes home from war’s alarms,
We start anew in life,
I’ll give myself right up to him,
A dutiful, loving wife.
I’ll try my best to please my dear
For he is my only joy;
He is the darling of my heart
My Southern soldier boy.

Chorus.—Yo! ho! yo! ho! yo! ho! ho! ho! ho! ho! ho!
He is my only joy,
He is the darling of my heart,
My Southern soldier boy.

Oh! if in battle he was slain,
I am sure that I should die,
But I am sure he’ll come again
And cheer my weeping eye;
But should he fall in this our glorious cause,
He still would be my joy
For many a sweetheart mourns the loss,
Of a Southern soldier boy.

Chorus.—Yo! ho! yo! ho! yo! ho! ho! ho! ho! ho! ho!
I’d grieve to lose my joy,
But many a sweetheart mourns the loss
Of a Southern soldier boy.

I hope for the best, and so do all
Whose hopes are in the field;
I know that we shall win the day,
For Southrons never yield,
And when we think of those that are away,
We’ll look above for joy,
And I’m mighty glad that my Bobby is
A Southern soldier boy.
Chorus.