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Soldiers Joy 1864
Guy Clark
First I thought a snake had got me it happened
dreadful quick
Twas a bullet bit my leg, right off I got sick
I came to in a wagon load of ten more wounded men
Five was dead by the time we reached that bloody
tent
Gimme some of that Soldiers Joy, you know what I
mean
I dont want to hurt no more my leg is turnin green
The doctor came and looked at me and this is what he
said
Your dancin days are done, son, its a wonder you
aint dead
Then he went to work with a carvin knife sweat fell
from his brow
Bout killed me tryin to save my life when he cut
that lead ball out
Give me some of that Soldiers Joy, aint you got no
more
Hand me down my walkin cane I aint cut out for war
Red blood run right through my veins run all over
the floor
Run right down his apron strings like a river out
the door
He handed me a bottle and said, son drink deep as
you can
He turned away then he turned right back with a
hacksaw in his hand
Gimme some of that Soldiers Joy you know what I
like
Bear down on that fiddle boys just like Saturday
night
Gimme some of that Soldiers Joy you know what I
crave
Ill be hittin that Soldiers Joy til Im in my
grave
We are the music makers, and we are the dreamers of
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