Dry branch fire squad - Someone play dixie for me



I met a man in Richmond

Laid out on the street

White lightning in a bottle

Discarded at his feet

This dirty broken derelect

Could barely speak my name

He raised his head and looked my way

The words they slowly came


Play Dixie for me, Billy

I'll hold my head up proud

Sing about them fields of cotton

Sing it for me loud

Sing about the Bullruns

Sing about the day

I shot my brother dressed in blue

While I was dressed in grey


We marched out from Manassas

Cannons on our tail

Set fire to the cornfields

Tore up all the rails


Met up at the Bullrun

Neither broke away

The ballad of the bullrun

Told in blue and grey


They marched us down to Vicksburg

By then we didn't care

It didn't matter where we went

Our death was in the air

I had a couple brothers

And each of them would say

As one would shoot the other

A prayer for blue and grey


And then one day at Appomattox

Madness came to cease

As blue and grey had stopped the killing

Settled for a peace

I settled on a couple brothers'

Souls for whom to pray

I settled on a ballad

Told in blue and grey


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