Music by Lonnie Glass
Lyrics by Norman Ball
copyright, 2010 SOCAN
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John Wilkes Booth a southern actor and southern political radical assassinated Abraham Lincoln at Ford's Theatre on April 14th, 1865 just 5 days after Lee surrendered.
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oh, my brother
I remain estranged from you
surrender is a folly
I will not accede to blue
Let Lee and Davis curry
small favors, bitter yields
my heart is pledged eternal
to Stonewall's blood-stained fields.
With Georgia all in tatters
And Dixie drenched in shame
I have set upon this course
let history judge my name
Chorus:
At the peak of their applause
the crowd convulsed in laughter
my pistol did articulate
the vengeance I was after
oh, my brother
our blood feud ran too deep
I cannot slur the valor of
the boys whose charge I keep
let cowards and politicians
break bread and offer toasts
My heart has left the living
for the company of ghosts
When brother strikes at brother
the wounds resist their cure
no cause is a lost one
When the principle is pure
Chorus:
At the peak of their applause
the crowd convulsed in laughter
my pistol did articulate
the vengeance I was after
the master of our suffering is
a pistol shot away
at last I near my target
and fate's eventful day
Chorus:
At the peak of their applause
the crowd convulsed in laughter
my pistol did articulate
the vengeance I was after
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