Civil War Poem
By James William Curnutte, Co. G
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One morning, one morning as I walked out so gay
I heard a pore soldier lamenting & say
I am a veteran soldier and far away from home
My regiment's disbanded and I am left to roam.
The furlow was enticing the bounty it was large
but I'd freely give it all if I could be discharged
but now I see my folly alas it is too late.
away down South in georgia all in that Southern State.
The furlow was enticing but that I never got
They taken me to Georgia it is my unhappy lot
The officers then lied tonight that they (often do)
And now my dear relation I bid you all adieu
My parents they entreated me by night and by day
to leave off reenlisting with them to come & stay
My true love has forsaken me my money is all spent
I am left hear in the army to make my lament.
O how I long to sea the time that I can be set free
that I can return to my home and country
my heart is fool of sorrow my head with akeing pain
I fear that I shall never sea my native home again.
I can't eat when I get hungrey nor drink when I get dry
if the rebels don't cill me Some other death I'll die
hard times and the Johnies has caused me to roam
I am a veteran soldier and fare away from home
go build me castle all on you mountain high
that I can sea my true love as She passes by
with a bottle of good whiskey and a good glass of wine
that She can drink to her true love and I can drink to mine
to Stand sentinal I'll be wounded in battle I'll be slain
my heart will burst a soldier if I never again
I my be cald a soldier 500 mile from home
O how I long to sea the time when I can be set free
So I can return to my home to my loveing country
but I'll by and content myself for hear I bound to stay
I'll pass the nites in dreary dreams and sleep the time away
Trust the Lord
Sept. the 18
Contributed by: Leslie Nofoagatoto'a
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