Lyrics The Old Red Hills of Home - Original Broadway Cast

Farewell my Lila
I'll write every evening
I've carved our names in the trunk of this tree
Farewell my Lila
I miss you already
And dream of the day
When I'll hold you again
In a home safe from fear
When the Southland is free

I go to fight for these old hills behind me
The old red hills of home
I go to fight for these old hills remind me
Of a way of life that's pure
Of the truth that must endure
In a town called Marietta
In the old red hills of home

Pray on this day as I journey beyond them
The old red hills of home
Let all the blood of the North spill upon them
Till they've paid for what they wrought
And taken back the lies they've taught
And there's peace in Marietta
And we're safe again in Georgia
In the land where honor lives and breathes
The old red hills of home
Farewell my Lila
Farewell

Look there, my Lila
They called me to tell it
The lives that we led when the Southland was free

We gave our lives
For the old hills of Georgia
The old red hills of home
Not much survives
Of the old hills of Georgia
But I close my eyes and hear
All the treasure we held dear
The rushing of the Chattahoochie
The rustling in the wind
And mama in the kitchen singing
And me and Lila swinging in a tree
Oh I hear it calling, calling
And I would gladly give my good right leg again
Again

(Again)
God bless the sight
Of the old hills of Georgia
The old red hills of home
(Kneel down to) Praise those who fight
For the old hills of Georgia
For those proud and valiant men
We'll sing Dixie once again
For the men of Marietta
For the brothers of Cobb County
For the fathers of Atlanta
For the patriarchs
Who gave everything for Georgia and
The old red hills of home