Biography ~ Johnny boy's Bones lyrics ~
Well I wish I was in the land of cotton Old times they are not forgotten Look away, look away, look away Dixie Land Oh, musket and cannon have torn his gray coat Don't he look fine and handsome Don't he look at his most For he fought in the foxholes and at this I will boast Don't they look fine and handsome My poor Johnny Boy's bones Well, who will bring back my Johnny Boy's bones To lay 'neath the trees of his Tennessee home A box, a box made of sturdy white oak With his arms folded up and his blue eyes all closed Well he died for his country And he died for his kin And he died killin' men A most honourable sin But them mean boys in blue They done turned him in When they laid him low With a laugh and a grin Oh, who will bring back my Johnny Boy's bones To lay 'neath the trees of our Tennessee home A box, a box made of sturdy white oak With his arms folded up and his blue eyes all closed Oh, who will bring back my Johnny Boy's bones To lay 'neath the trees of our Tennessee home A box, a box made of sturdy white oak With his arms folded up and his blue eyes all closed Oh, who will bring back my Johnny Boy's bones To lay 'neath the trees of our Tennessee home A box, a box made of sturdy white oak With his arms folded up and his blue eyes all closed
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