Now first I thought a snake had got me, it happened dreadful quick 'Twas a bullet in my leg, right off I got sick I came to in a wagonload of ten more wounded men Five was dead by the time we reached that bloody tent
Gimme some of that Soldier's Joy, you know what I mean I don't want to hurt no more my leg is turnin' green
Now the doctor came and looked at me and this is what he said Your dancin' days are done, son, it's a good thing you ain't dead Then he went to work with a carvin' knifed, sweat fell from his brow 'Bout killed me tryin' to save my life when he cut that lead ball out
Gimme some of that Soldier's Joy, ain't you got no more Hand me down my walkin' cane I ain't cut out for war
Now the red blood run right through my veins, it run all over the floor And it run right down his apron strings like a river out the door He handed me a bottle said, son drink deep as you can He turned away and he turned right back with a hacksaw in his hand
Gimme some of that Soldier's Joy you know what I like Bear down on that fiddle boys just like Saturday night
Gimme some of that Soldier's Joy you know what I crave I'll be hittin' that Soldier's Joy 'til I'm in my graveTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
