One brother wore blue, one brother wore gray
One brother went and one brother stayed
One brother's here, one brother's there
But where shall I fight?
And what color shall I wear?
I guess I'll wear my tight blue pants and my gray sport jacket
With the buttons made of pearls
I'll wear my tight blue pants and my gray sport jacket
And I'll stay home with the girls, yeah, yeah, yeah
I don't wanna get to Gettysburg
No, no, no
I got a hot rod Ford and a tank of gas
My baby and I gonna go, go, go
Granton Lee don't mean nothin' to me
And fightin's nothin' but a bore
I'll wear my tight blue pants and my gray sport jacket
And to heck with the Civil War
Oh, baby, to heck with the Civil War
Come on, Krystal, well, to heck with the Civil War
I tell ya, holy family, twist, twist, twist, little more
Come on and do it, baby, one more time
I wanna tell ya, come on, come on, come on
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