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And I was born down in Georgia
Lonely gator cry was my lullaby
And we met in graveyard on a foggy Winter mornin'
And I was yours, and you were mine

Oh, and where have you gone my green-eyed gal?
I remember your skin and the way that it felt
Heard a cannon blast from the gates of Hell
And I tasted blood and death on my trail

And we wed in the springtime
And she wore flowers in her hair
And I swear I'll never leave you babe
But the War called my name and I did leave, you remained

Oh, and where have you gone my green-eyed gal?
I remember your skin and the way that it felt
Heard a cannon blast from the gates of Hell
And I taste blood and death on my trail

And bullets flyin' through the grey sky
And I lay broken on the cold Virginia ground
And I don't know how I got here, LORD
I thought I's back in Georgia, starin' in my darlin's eyes

Oh, and where have you gone my green-eyed gal?
I remember your skin and the way that it felt
Heard a cannon blast from the gates of Hell
And I tasted blood and death on my trail

The Union army left our bodies
And I heard cryin' God for mercy, Lord
Looked my breast pocket, found a torn photo of you
And I did pass into a lonesome tune

Oh, and where have you gone my green-eyed gal?
I remember your skin and the way that it felt
Heard a cannon blast from the gates of Hell
And I tasted blood and death on my trail

Oh, and when I am gone, remember me well

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