[bad word] from old Manassas with a pocketful of fun,
I killed forty Yankees with a single barreled gun;
It don't make a niff-a-stiff'rence to neither you nor I,
Big Yankee, little Yankee, [bad word] or die!

I saw all the Yankees at [bad word] 
They fought like the devil when the battle first begun.
But it don't make a niff-a-stiff'rence to neither you nor I,
They took to their heels, boys -- you oughta seen 'em fly!

I saw Old Fuss-and-Feathers Scott, twenty miles away,
His horses both stuck up their ears -- you oughta hear 'em neigh;
But it don't make a niff-a-stiff'rence to neither you nor I,
Old Scott fled like the devil, boys -- root hog or die!

I saw old Virginia, standing firm and [bad word] 
She fought mighty hard to whip a mighty dirty crew;
Oh! It don't make a niff-a-stiff'rence to neither you nor I,
Old Virginia's blood and thunder -- root hog or die!

I saw old Georgia, the next in the van,
She cut down the Yankees almost to a man;
Oh! It don't make a niff-a-stiff'rence to neither you nor I,
Georgia fought the fight, boys -- root hog or die!

I saw Alabama in the middle of the storm,
She stood like a giant in the contest so warm;
Oh! It don't make a niff-a-stiff'rence to neither you nor I,
Alabama fought the Yankees root over DIE!!!!!!