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david coffin - the old virginia lowlands, low lyrics

[verse 1]
ye tars of columbia, and listen to my song
it’s of a union battery, i won’t detain you long
she was built by erricson, a famous man is he
and she’s proved to southern traitors, she’s the terror of the sea

[chorus]
in the old virginia lowlands, low
in the old virginia lowlands, low

[verse 2]
it was on the eighth of march, me boys, remember the day
the rebel steamer merrimac from norfolk came straight+way
to burn and sink our union ships; at newport+news they lay
and strike the hearts of union men, with terror and dismay

she first assail’d the cumberland, whose guns did not avail
against hеr iron+plated hull, a rain of iron hailed
she struck hеr ’bout amidships, and parted her in two
to the bottom went many of this frigate’s gallant crew

[chorus]
in the old virginia lowlands, low
in the old virginia lowlands, low

[verse 3]
she next attacked the congress, a cowardly trick, you’ll say
who poured at her both shot and sh+ll, while she at anchor laid
her guns, they being disabled, her men were scanty few
and prisoners they were taking, both officers and crew
she then steamed down to hampton+roads for to destroy our fleet
but on the road the monitor she happened for to meet
who poured at her a k!lling fire which made them wink their eyes
and from the rebel monster, the splinters they did fly

[chorus]
in the old virginia lowlands, low
in the old virginia lowlands, low

[verse 4]
this little union battery fought her five long hours or more
until the rebel monster retreated toward the shore
she was towed up into norfolk, in a sinking state they say
which proves to southern traitors, that the yankees gained the day

the connecticut came to anchor on the third succeeding day
and for the rebel monster at our quarters we did lay
until the close of evening, and they did not appear
and then all hands up anchor, boys, and for the blockade steered

[chorus]
in the old virginia lowlands, low
in the old virginia lowlands, low

[verse 5]
oh! here success to erricson, a union man is he
and for his little monitor, she’s the champion of the sea
and for all of her blue jackets, wherever they may be
and death to southern traitors, by either land or sea
[chorus]
in the old virginia lowlands, low
in the old virginia lowlands, low

- david coffin lyrics

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