WHEN THE SOUTHERN BELLS RING

LYRICS

When the Southern Bells Ring

IntroGo with God...
Come home to me...

Verse 1Your coat is gray, the morning's cold,
your horse is waiting by the road.
I tied my ribbon 'round your sleeve,
so you'll remember who believes.
The drums are calling from the town,
your brothers all are gathering now.
I won't let tears be what you see,
so kiss me once and ride from me.

Pre-ChorusAnd if the night gets dark around you,
if you forget which way is home,
listen through the Carolina pines—
you'll never ride alone.

ChorusWhen the Southern bells ring,
I'll be singing your name.
Through the thunder and the fire,
through the wind and the rain.
Hold your head high, my darling,
remember where you're from.
There's a red-clay road behind you
and a light that leads you home.
Let the whole wide world hear
what these Southern women sing:
Go with God and come back home
when the Southern bells ring.

Verse 2I'll tend the field, I'll bar the door,
I'll read your letters by the fire.
I'll wear the dress you loved on me
the day you rode for Tennessee.
And every Sunday I'll take my place,
your mother's Bible in my hands.
When the preacher asks us all to pray,
I'll pray for every Southern man.

Pre-ChorusIf the smoke should hide the heavens,
if the road should disappear,
listen for my voice across the miles—
I'll still be waiting here.

ChorusWhen the Southern bells ring,
I'll be singing your name.
Through the thunder and the fire,
through the wind and the rain.
Hold your head high, my darling,
remember where you're from.
There's a red-clay road behind you
and a light that leads you home.
Let the whole wide world hear
what these Southern women sing:
Go with God and come back home
when the Southern bells ring.

BridgeI don't ask you for the glory.
I don't ask you for a crown.
I just ask the Lord above me:
Don't let my soldier down.
Bring him through the smoke and cannon.
Bring him through the longest night.
Bring him back across that river.
Bring my Southern boy home alive.

Final ChorusWHEN THE SOUTHERN BELLS RING,
WE'LL BE SINGING YOUR NAMES.
Through the thunder and the fire,
through the loss and through the pain.
Hold your heads high, our darlings,
remember where you're from.
Every porch light in the Southland
will be burning till you come.
Let the mountains carry our voices.
Let the valleys answer back.
WE WILL WAIT.
WE WILL PRAY.
WE WILL WELCOME YOU BACK.
Let the whole wide world hear
what these Southern women sing:
GO WITH GOD AND COME BACK HOME
WHEN THE SOUTHERN BELLS RING.

OutroCome back home...
when the Southern bells ring.

Lyrics © Irena Petrić. All rights reserved.