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BUENA VISTA (THE BATTLE OF VICKSBURG; ON BUENA VISTA'S BATTLEFIELD) Sung by: Mr. and Mrs. Berry Sutterfield Recorded in Big Flat, AR 8/29/58 Click here to listen to the original recording A wounded soldier lies, Whose thoughts were on his happy home, Ten thousand miles away. "Oh, when you see my mama dear, Be careful how you speak. The cords of life might snap too quick; Her heart might be too weak. "Speak softly, softly to her then, And tell her that I died. Tell Mama that her own son true A soldier's death did die. "There is another dear to me, But gentle as a fawn, That lives upon that murmuring stream That overlooks the lawn. "The lawn where I will nevermore In springtime's happy hour Go forth with her in merry May, To gather wildwood flower. "There is one tress her own hand gave, And from it never part, And when I'm dead, don't you forget To lay it on my heart. "Oh, comrades now, both far and near, You've made my last cold bed. Tomorrow the sun shall rise. I will be numbered dead." Also found in Randolph, Vol. II, #225B, "On Buena Vista's Battlefield"; Belden, p. 340, "Buena Vista." |
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