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