Old Banners, Old Rebels, Old Ways Lyrics


Let the War cry

Under wide grey skies:

Hurrah! Hurrah from the Hills!

And the holler will resound

With a Victory sound

Like a gunshot ringing in the night

To ride with the Devil as Bushwhacker Rebels-

We’ll go to Hell and not give a Fuck!

No Regrets

No Remorse

On a thundering horse

No 1/4 ever asked or gave

We’ll stay true,

Yeah we’ll always be true!

Old Banners

Old Brothers

Old Ways

And we know our War:

Against the Liars and the Whores

Against the ones who would rob us our Pride

We stand Alone against All-

Put’em up against the wall!

We’ll be the Noose-

We’ll be the Firing Squad

Roaring "Long Live Death"

With our ragged last breath

At the end of a Bloody dirt road

‘Cause sometimes to die-

IS TO LIVE FOR ALL TIME

HURRAH! HURRAH! FROM THE HILLS!