Soldier: Heart carved tree trunk, Yankee bayonet
A sweetheart left behind
Girl: Far from the hills of the sea-swelled Carolinas
That's where my true love lies
Soldier: Look for me when the sun-bright swallow
Sings upon the birch bough high
Girl: But you are in the ground with the wolves and the weevils
All a-chew on your bones so dry
But when the sun breaks to no more bullets in Battle Creek
Then will you make a grave? For I will be home then
I will be home then
I will be home then
I will be home then
Then
Girl: When I was a girl how the hills of Oconee
Made a seam to hem me in
Soldier: There at the fair when our eyes caught, careless
Got my heart right pierced by a pin
Soldier: But O did you see all the dead of Manassas
All the bellies and the bones and the bile?
A sweetheart left behind
Girl: Far from the hills of the sea-swelled Carolinas
That's where my true love lies
Soldier: Look for me when the sun-bright swallow
Sings upon the birch bough high
Girl: But you are in the ground with the wolves and the weevils
All a-chew on your bones so dry
But when the sun breaks to no more bullets in Battle Creek
Then will you make a grave? For I will be home then
I will be home then
I will be home then
I will be home then
Then
Girl: When I was a girl how the hills of Oconee
Made a seam to hem me in
Soldier: There at the fair when our eyes caught, careless
Got my heart right pierced by a pin
Soldier: But O did you see all the dead of Manassas
All the bellies and the bones and the bile?
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