I have heard the cannons thundering all night
And i cannot sleep for wondering why's a rebel's cause so right
And the morphine seems to do no good at all
And i would run away it i would not fall
I joined the southern cavalry for fun
And i had rode a thousand horses
Always had a way with a gun
Now i'm among the horseless riders lying still
Swallowed up by the cause on the widows hill
And i dreamed about a rose in a spanish garden
And i kissed you and i placed it in your hair
And if i'm ever on my feet again i will
And i will run all the way just to meet you there
Through the day i watched those southern boys go down
And they lay like georgia peaches bruised and broken on the ground
Through the night i wondered was it worth the pain
And i cried not revenge i called your name
