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MARCH 1865
CLAY/FERRIS (C) 2001
DEAR BETH I PRAY THIS POST
WILL GET TO YOU
MY BRIGADE HAS ME IN TENNESSEE
WE’VE BEEN TOLD WE CANT GO HOME
UNTIL EVERY SLAVE IS FREED
IF RUMORS ROUND THE CAMP ARE
TRUE
THIS WAR IS IN ITS FINAL STEP
WE’RE BARELY FED AND THE CAPTAIN SAID
MEN FARTHER NORTH HAD FROZE TO DEATH
CHORUS
IT’S THE END OF MARCH 1865
THE WINTER NEARLY KILLED US ALL
GRANT IS HEADED DOWN TO RICHMOND
AND DIXIE'S GONNA FALL
SHE’S GONNA FALL
BETH THE NEWS TRAVELS SLOW AROUND HERE
THEY SAY LINCOLN HAS BEEN SWORN IN
I WONDER WHAT THAT COULD MEAN FOR US
GUESS I DON’T CARE LONG AS THIS ENDS
THE WOUNDED WERE BROUGHT IN
LAST NIGHT
SOME WEARING BLUE SOME WEARING GREY
THE SURGEON SWORE SAID A UNIFORM
MAKES THE DIFFERENCE IN WHO IS SAVED
TAG
SLEEP WELL DEAR BETH I’M GONNA
SEE YOU SOON
GRANT IS HEADED DOWN TO RICHMOND
AND I’M COMING HOME TO YOU
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