Julie Ferris - Lyrics - March 1865


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MARCH 1865

CLAY/FERRIS © 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
 

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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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