The Volunteer

The Volunteer was a popular romantic song penned by Michael Yarwood, OCM, in late 21 BBY. Involving a soldier assuring his spouse before he leaves home to fight in the Earth Civil War, the song was a popular campfire song with the Confederate States Army.

Despite its popularity, some in the army discouraged the singing of the song, they believed the song would make some soldiers feel lonely, homesick, and make them feel melancholy, some commanders outright forbade their soldiers from singing any romantic-themed songs, rather having them sing patriotic and miitary themed ones.

Despite these bans the song remained with both soldiers and civilians, and was entered in the Second Edition of Patriotic Songs and Anthems of Confederate Earth.

Lyrics
I leave my home and thee, dear,

with sorrow in my heart,

It is my country's call, dear,

to aid her I depart;

And on the blood-red battle plain,

we'll conquer or we'll die,

'Tis for our freedom and our land,

we raise the battle cry.

Then weep not, dearest, weep not,

If in her cause I fall,

Oh, weep not, dearest, weep not,

it is my country's call.

And yet my heart is sore, love,

to see you weeping thus;

But mark me, there's no fear, love,

for in Heaven is our trust.

And if the heavy, drooping tear,

swells in my mournful eye,

It is the Eastmen of our land,

should cause the battle cry.

Then weep not, dearest, weep not,

If in her cause I fall,

Oh, weep not, dearest, weep not,

it is my country's call.

Our rights have been usurped, dear,

by Eastmen of our land,

Fanatics raised the cry, dear,

Politicians roused their band.

We Westies spurn the galling yoke,

the tyrant's threats we defy,

they find we've sons like study oak,

to raise the battle cry.

Then weep not, dearest, weep not,

If in her cause I fall,

Oh, weep not, dearest, weep not,

it is my country's call.

I knew you'd let me go, sweet,

I saw it in that tear,

To join our gallant men, sweet,

who have never yet known fear.

'With Tanner and President Jane Zarkan,

We'll win our cause, or die,

We'll win battles like Valley City

and raise our battle cry!

Then weep not, dearest, weep not,

If in her cause I fall,

Oh, weep not, dearest, weep not,

it is my country's call.