Railroad bridge is washing down the gorge at Sandy Where you there on the shoreline, oh will you come aboard aboard
This might be the ketch running, might not be no more they bloody up the water upstream, making civil war war
Oh, Barbara Lee, I got to go Cross Caroline and below
By the time tobacco's ripe and to be dried They might come and catch me if got no place to hide to hide
If I am rested I have join the war One side or another, I may see your face no Face no
Oh, Lee, reckon I got to go Cross Caroline and points
This is my faithful promise which I make of my will I may point my gun and fire but I won't shoot to Shoot to
I'll keep your picture with me, here near my heart Inside leather notebook, thick enough to stop a dart a dart
Follow in the footsteps of the As it rolls east to west and back Treat me like a stranger if I ever cross your Another faceless soldier in the time of war
I know you don't love me but you could if you 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 disposition sweet as April in the In the
Oh, Barbara Lee, I got to go Cross Caroline and below
Sugar in the sugar bin and in the hive I do what I have to do in to survive To
they do in civil war, in peacetime they call crime Climb my dream of love and pray for better times Better
Oh, Lee, reckon I got to go Cross Caroline and points Oh, Barbara Lee, I got to go Cross Caroline and below