O proud was our army that morning </br> That stood where the pine darkly towers, </br> When Sherman said "Boys, you are weary, </br> This day fair Savannah is ours." </br> Then sang we a song for our chieftain </br> That echoed o'er river and lea, </br> And the stars on our banner shone brighter </br> When Sherman marched down to the sea. </br>