Soldiers Joy 1864

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Now first I thought a snake had got me
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It happened dreadful quick
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T'was a bullet bit my leg, right off I got sick
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I came to in a wagon load of ten more wounded men
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Five was dead by the time we reached that bloody tent

[Chorus 1]
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Give me some of that Soldier's Joy
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You know what I mean
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I don't want to hurt no more, my leg is turning green

[Verse 2]
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The the doctor came and looked at me
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And this is what he said
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Your dancing days are done, son
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It's a good thing you ain't dead
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Then he went to work with a carving knife
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Sweat fell from his brow
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'Bout killed me trying to save my life
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When he cut that lead ball out

[Chorus 2]
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Gimme some of that Soldier's Joy
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Ain't you got no more
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Hand me down my walking cane
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I ain't cut out for war

[Verse 3]
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Red blood run right through my veins,
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      run all over the floor
Run all over the floor
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Run right down his apron strings
                                And it run right down his apron strings
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Like a river out the door
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He handed me a bottle, said
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Son drink deep as you can
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He turned away and he turned right back
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With a hacksaw in his hand

[Chorus 3]
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Gimme some of that Soldier's Joy, you know what I like
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Bear down on that fiddle boys just like Saturday night
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Gimme some of that Soldier's Joy, you know what I crave
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I'll be hitting that Soldier's Joy till I'm in my grave
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till I'm in my grave.....