Just Before the Battles, Mother/Farewell, Mother

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Steve Earle - Country

Just Before the Battles, Mother/Farewell, Mother

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Just before the battle, Mother I am thinking most of you While upon the field we're watching With the enemy in view Comrades brave are 'round me lying Filled with thoughts of home and God For well they know that on the morrow Some will sleep beneath the sod Farewell, Mother, you may never Press me to your heart again But oh, you'll not forget me, Mother If I'm numbered with the slain Just before the battle, Mother I was drinking Mountain Dew When I saw the rebels marching To the rear I quickly flew Where the stragglers were a-flying Thinking of their homes and wives 'Twas not the Rebs we feared, dear mother But for our own sweet precious lives Fear not, Mother, for you'll never See my name among the slain For if I only can skedaddle Mother, I'll come home again Hark, I hear the bugles sounding, ' 'Tis the signal for the fight Now may God protect us, Mother As He ever does the right Discretion's the better part of valor 'Least that's what I heard you say And he who loves his life, dear Mother Won't fight when he can run away Oh Mother, may you never See my name among the slain And I'll lay down my gun forever And hurry home to you again

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  • George Frederick Root