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