C Am F C
G C F (C G C)
To the tune of "Whisky in the Jar"

O'er the town of Charleottesville
The storm clouds were a-gatherin'
The tapestry of history 
The traitors were unrav'lin'

The statue hon'ring Bobby Lee
Was to be torn asunder
And every Southern son and daughter
Knew it was a blunder

Chorus (*):
Mush a ring dum a do dum a da
Onwards to Charleottesville
Onwards to Charleottesville
Our vict'ry's in the stars

Now old Charleottesville is funny
That small town there in Virginny
It's home to carpet baggers 
And foreigners a-plenty

But the people of the Southlands
Can remember better days there
Their roots are planted deep
And all their ancestors are lain there

*

On that hot night there in August
All the patriots assembled
They rallied 'round the statue 
While the communists a-trembled

They bore aloft their torches
Chanting Jews will not replace 'em
And fended off their enemies
Who tried to beat and mace 'em

*

The league of the South and I each?
Had workers and the vanguard?
The brothers marched together
Although they bore many banners

They knew their cause was righteous
And they didn't fear to martyr
The claim is blood and soil
Which is thicker than the water

* 

Instrumental verse and chorus

But that governor McAuliffe
Wasn't finished with his meddlin'
Revoked the legal permit
While intendin' to stir up bedlam?

He sic'd the riot coppers 
On the park where they were rallied
Hoping against hope that he could
Even up the tally

*

Well McAullife's troops retreated
And refused to do their duty
Unleashed the black clad anarchists
In tensions grim and bloody

They caused the peaceful marches
To be swept up in the riot
The fighting claimed the porker
And two helicopter pilots

*

When the dust had settled
How the reds began a-howlin'
Although they were beset upon
The patriots had trounced 'em

But our brothers in the melee
They had suffered many losses
Our innocent dear Cantwell
Sits now in a cell a-rotting

*

(Single strums for 6 lines)
Well we're older and we're wiser
Determined more than ever
Our enemies are many 
And they sure as hell are clever

The system knows we're angry
They'll never more ignore us
So join your band of brothers now
And raise this merry chorus!

*

Play out with the verse chords
The C chords at the end of some phrases has a quick switch to an F/C and back