We have brothers been of yore: Singing Kentucky into the Confederacy
Most of us Civil War buffs are familiar with the stories about how during the Maryland campaign in September 1862, soldiers of the Army of Northern Virginia sang the tune “Maryland, My Maryland” as they entered the state. The idea behind this was to show solidarity with the “oppressed” people of Maryland and that the arrival of Robert E. Lee’s army provided an opportunity for Maryland to throw off the yoke of Federal oppression and take her place in the ranks of the Confederacy.
There was an interesting
parallel to this sentiment in the western theater as well and at the same time.
In late August 1862, an army under the command of General Edmund Kirby Smith
marched into Kentucky and after quickly dispatching a small Federal army at the
Battle of Richmond, Kentucky, set up camp in central Kentucky and opened the
recruiting offices to accept Kentucky volunteers. The arrival of General
Braxton Bragg’s army a few weeks later further cemented this golden opportunity
for Kentuckians to join the western Confederacy.
The idea behind both the
Maryland and Kentucky campaigns were the same- the arrival of a Southern army in
these states was to provide an opportunity for the citizens of those states to
rise up and express their support of the Confederacy. In both cases, those high
hopes went up in smoke. While a few recruits joined both armies, by and large
the civil populations did not respond with the enthusiasm that Confederates
leaders had hoped and ultimately both invasions ended in failure.
But the invasions themselves
marked a resurgence in Confederate morale that rode on the backs of Lee’s
victories in Virginia and the turning of the tides of war in the West. Great
hopes were entertained that the defeats and disappointments of the first half
of the year would be redeemed by those bold moves and that by Kentucky and
Maryland joining the Confederacy, independence and victory was all but assured.
It was within this spirit of
optimism and hope that the following tune was written in the heady days of the
early fall of 1862. No doubt inspired by “Maryland, My Maryland,” the song was entitled
“Song of the Army of Liberation” and apparently was intended for use by Smith
and Bragg’s men while in Kentucky. The lyrics of the song read as an appeal to
Kentuckians to join ranks with the Confederacy by speaking to their shared martial
heritage in the Mexican War and Civil War, how Kentucky’s sons (Buckner and
Breckinridge) have prominent positions within the Confederate army, and how the
Confederacy seeks “not thy freedom to oppose” but to “redeem this glorious land
of Boone.”
While I have yet to find any firsthand accounts of western Confederates singing this tune on the march or while going into battle, I present it as an interesting nugget of the war in the West.
Our feet are on thy fertile shore, Kentucky, o Kentucky!
We have brothers been of yore, Kentucky, o Kentucky!
We come with strong and sturdy blows,
To beat to earth thy vandal foes,
Not thy freedom to oppose, Kentucky, o Kentucky!
Together we in battle stood, Kentucky, o Kentucky!
Together flowed our mingled blood, Kentucky, o Kentucky!
In Buena Vista’s dread affray,
Thy gallant sons lead on by Clay,
With Davis fought and won the day, Kentucky, o Kentucky!
Thy children sleep in Southern soil, Kentucky, o Kentucky!
They shared our danger and our toil, Kentucky, o Kentucky!
Their bones are on Manassas’ plains,
Their blood the field of Shiloh stains,
Where Johnston died with open veins, Kentucky, o Kentucky!
General John Cabell Breckinridge of Kentucky
See our gallant Southern band, Kentucky, o Kentucky!
‘Tis guided by thy Buckner’s hand, Kentucky, o Kentucky!
And Breckinridge whose noble name,
Is linked with thine own deathless fame,
Seeks thy glory not thy shame, Kentucky, o Kentucky!
Thy heart hath been in anguish wrung, Kentucky, o Kentucky!
Thy tears have flowed for old and young, Kentucky, o Kentucky!
Look up! The clouds no longer lower,
See the tyrant’s failing power,
‘Tis redemptions glorious hour, Kentucky, o Kentucky!
O’er all thy plains and mountain heights, Kentucky, o
Kentucky!
Thou cans’t not be the tyrant’s slave, Kentucky, o Kentucky!
They come! They come! Like leaves of June,
They rally to us and we’ll soon,
Redeem this glorious land of Boone, Kentucky, o Kentucky!
Source:
“Song of the Army of Liberation,” Columbus Daily Sun
(Georgia), October 22, 1862, pg. 1
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