cd: The Civil War Anthology
track 5: Boy Soldiers
Spent most my eighteen years behind a plow
I agreed to fight to make my young wife proud
She was not inclined to let me go
From the Bowery Road
This will not take long we were told
These rag tag rebels are a sad sight to behold
But the stories from Bull Run were hard to hear
But we hid our fear
We were just boy soldiers
Lining up to die
Everything I told her
Turned out to be a lie
I said “I’ll be back to hold you
This is not Good-by”
We were just boy soldiers
Lining up to die
As the others fled in horror we advanced
In a killing field where no one stood a chance
The deserters were shot down before our eyes
And we realized
Chorus
At Fredericksburg the grape shot took us down
There were piles of dead and dying all around
Our proud brigade was once three thousand strong
But it all went wrong
Chorus
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