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I drank water from a bloody creek
The only laugh I could find
I lost my leg in The Wilderness
And the fire made me blind
Charge up the hill on the Southern line
With grapeshot and bullets flying
Some of us didn't make it through
Some of didn't make it out alive
Some of us didn't make it through
Some of didn't make it out alive
You now rest in a pine-box
On a westbound train
Mr. Lincoln I have served you proud
And you didn't die in vain
The legends still got rest to do
Tomorrow the sun will rise
Some of us didn't make it through
Some of didn't make it out alive
Some of us didn't make it through
Some of didn't make it out alive
Charge up the hill on the Southern line
With grapeshot and bullets flying
Some of us didn't make it through
Some of didn't make it out alive
Some of us didn't make it through
Some of didn't make it out alive
Some of didn't make it out alive
Some of didn't make it out alive
Some of didn't make it out alive
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