CORINTH INFORMATION DATABASE VERSION.1.3

(c) 1995 Milton Sandy, Jr.

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THE BATTLE OF CORINTH October 3-4, 1862


We marched upon the Yankees and dared them out to fight.
When within three miles of Corinth, we formed a battle line.
We deployed out our skirmishers the enemy to find.

The bravely came out to meet us yet we feared them not at all;
For our officers told us that their force was very small.
General Van Dorn made the attack with fifteen thousand men;
While Price brought up the rear with eleven thousand strong.

The Yankees saw our movements and towards us made a dash.
Their cannon roared like thunder and the timber loud did crash.
Great clouds of dirt, fire, and smoke went curling up on high;
Yet onward was our order to victory or die.

We charged upon a regiment -- a band of daring boys,
And if I remember rightly, it was the Fiftieth Illinois.
They tried to drive us back, but they found it would not do
To make another charge on our gallant Southern crew.

But soon the Yankees broke and fled about a mile or more,
Leaving many of their dead and wounded weltering in their gore,
But soon they made a stand -- we saw them on a bridge
Preparing their light artillery for another cannon siege.

We charged upon them furiously which made the Yankees run.
We captured three hundred prisoners and two splendid parrot guns.
They fought most furiously their position to regain,
But our brave men pressed upon the, and in terror they fled again.

The fight did rage most furiously; the enemy was driven;
And the firing was incessant from five o'clock until eleven.
When the Yankees made a charge, our men kept falling back;
And once came near bagging them in one of Price's traps.

Like heavy claps of thunder the cannon loud did roar.
The underbrush around us was all stained with human gore.
Colonel Rogers cried out furiously with a loud and cheering yell
To charge upon the Yankees and drive them all to Hell.

We made a desperate charge the Yankees to out-flank,
And soon they did skedaddle down the steep railroad bank.
They crossed a small ravine where they made another stand;
But our boys did charge upon them and drove the Yankee band.

As the day rolled on the fighting continually gained ground.
We followed up the Yankees within one mile of town.
Darkness then prevented us from further advance that night,
While we got ourselves in readiness for another hard-day's fight.

It was early the next morning before the break of day.
We commenced again the conflict of terror and dismay.
Our cannon opened on the town with a most destructive fire
Which filled the Northern Yankees with almost revengeful ire.

They came down upon us and made a desperate plunge
Amidst our deathly fire and captured both our guns.
We charged upon them furiously with all our united strength,
Resolved to take Corinth or die in the attempt.

Our lines in great rapidity moved forward in a rush,
When the Yankees lay concealed behind the logs and brush.
The Yankees could not stand up and run like hunted dear
Before our noble Southerners who fallowed with a cheer.

From redoubt, ridge and ravine the Yankees' cannon blazed.
From eighteen to seventy pounders fell among our ranks like hail.
Our boys stood it bravely and onward was the cry,
But they could not stand the bombshells the Yankees did let fly.

A most destructive slaughter was never heard of yet
That was made among our ranks near Battery Robinett.
The ground was literally covered with noble men to the south,.
As we charged in solid masses before the cannon's mouth.

Three times we charged upon them with a loud and deafening yell;
And many brave and noble men among our number fell
Our gallant Colonel Rogers was a most determined man.
He fell while on their breastworks with our cherished flag in hand.

On our left was Colonel Johnson -- then acting Brigadier --
Who led the Mississippians the men that never fear.
He led the charge in person upon the enemy work,
And died a gallant hero whenere he reached the fort.

The Yankees made a desperate charge with great determination
And rushed upon our line and fought with desperation.
Great volleys of grape and canister mowed down our men like grass.
Together with the infantry who charged in solid mass.

Their force was all engaged in one bold and general attack
Upon our bleeding columns and quickly drove us back.
I then was taken prisoner with about five hundred more,
And surrendered to the Yankees which we had never done before.

There three days we were confined
When to Vicksburg we were sent.
Some Illinoisians did guard us -- the 57th Regiment.
They treated us most kindly with honesty and respect,
And their kind and friendly treatment I never shall forget.

Northeast Mississippi Museum Association
Publication #A0005, Sept. 10, 1990
Corinth, Mississippi


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