Railroad bridge is down the gorge at Sandy Ford Where you stand there on the shoreline, oh will you aboard aboard
This might be the last running, might not be no more While they bloody up the upstream, making civil war war
Oh, Lee, reckon I got to go Cross and points below
By the time tobacco's ripe and to be dried might come and catch me if I've got no place to hide Place to
If I am rested I have join the war One side or another, I may see your face no no more
Oh, Barbara Lee, I got to go Caroline and points below
This is my faithful which I make of my free will I may point my gun and fire but I shoot to kill Shoot to
I'll keep your picture with me, here near my heart Inside this leather notebook, thick enough to stop a Stop a
in the footsteps of the wind As it rolls east to west and again Treat me a stranger if I ever cross your door Another soldier in the time of civil war
I you don't love me but you could if you took time I got a face Lincoln, and if ugly was a crime Was a
They'd me up and throw away the key down clear to hell But I got a disposition as April in the dell In the
Oh, Lee, reckon I got to go Cross Caroline and points
Sugar in the sugar bin and honey in the I do what I to do in order to survive To
What they do in civil war, in peacetime they crime Climb inside my of love and pray for better times Better
Oh, Barbara Lee, I got to go Cross Caroline and below Oh, Barbara Lee, I got to go Cross Caroline and points