Тексты песен Bobby Horton

We are coming, Father Abraham, 300, 000 more, From Mississippi's winding stream and from New England's Shore. We leave our plows and workshops, our wives and children Dear, With hearts too full for ut

Way down in old Varginni, I suppose you all do know, They have tried to bust the Union But they find it is no go, The yankee boys are starting out De Union for to sabe, And we're going down to Washing