I'm just a damyankee way down in the South,
And I love to kiss Southern belles on the mouth.
I laugh when they say all damyankees are bad,
'Cause nobody knows I'm a damyankee lad.

When I found old Sherman had left me behind,
A very strange notion came into my mind.
I dressed up in gray and I made up a spiel,
And I headed straight for the town of Mobile.

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And I'm having fun like I never have had,
'Cause nobody knows I'm a damyankee lad.

I went to Atlanta and heard people say,
Old Sherman had taken the food all away.
And 'twas there that I smiled on a lovely madam,
Who fed me on corn bread and peaches and ham.

I stopped in Montgomery and got into a plight
When six widows claimed me and had a big fight.
I had to be slick as a slippery eel
To get on my way to the town of Mobile.

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I got to Mobile and I met a Creole,
And she captured my heart and she captured my soul.
It's been twenty years since I made up my spiel,
And went on my damyankee way to Mobile.

I've raised a big family of girls and young men,
And they think that damyankees are plumb full of sin.
They'd call you a liar if you said that their dad
Had marched to Mobile as a damyankee lad.

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When I get so old that I'm ready to die,
I'll put on my uniform blue as the sky.
They'll march 'round my coffin and won't they be mad
When they learn that I was a damyankee lad!

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