[LUCILLE]
Leo, oh Leo
I know He'll protect you
And don't be afraid
I'll be fine here—you'll see

Farewell, my Leo—
You're right here beside me
You're here by the door
And you're holdin' my arm
And you're strokin' my hair
And you're finally...

[MARY, spoken]
Mr. Frank?

[LEO, spoken]
What is it?

[LUCILLE]
...Free

[MARY, spoken]
Happy Memorial Day. 

[FRANKIE]
I go to fight for these old hills behind me
The old red hills of home
I go to fight for these hills that remind me
Of a way of life that's pure
Of the truth that will endure
In the city of Atlanta
In the old red hills of home!
[ENSEMBLES I & II]
God bless the sight of the old hills of Georgia
The old red hills of home
Praise those who'd fight for the old hills of Georgia
For those proud and valiant men
We'll sing "Dixie" once again

[ENSEMBLE I]
For the men of Marietta

[ENSEMBLE II]
For the brothers of Cobb County

[ENSEMBLE I]
For the fathers of Atlanta

[ENSEMBLE II]
For the patriarchs

[ENSEMBLE I & II]
Who gave everything for Georgia
And the old red hills of home!