Soldier: Heart carved tree trunk, Yankee Bayonet
A sweetheart left behind
Girl: Far from the hills and the sea-swaled Carolinas
That s where my true love lies
Soldier: Look for me when the sun-bright swallow
Sings upon the birch bow 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 Battlecreek
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: And there at the fair when our eyes caught, careless,
Got my heart right pierced by a pin
Soldier: But Oh did you see all the dead of Manassas
All the bellies and the bones and the bile?
Girl: No, I lingered here with the blankets barren
And my own belly
