Collected by Mary C. Parler
Mrs. Attie Dillingham
June 11, 1959
Reel 309, Item 3
0 Brother Green, do come to me,
For I am shot and bleeding,
For I must die, no more to see My wife and little children.
A Southern foe has laid me low On this cold ground to suffer,
Stay, Brother, stay, and lay me away,
And write my wife a letter.
Tell her I am prepared to die,
And hope we'll meet in heaven;
Since I believe in Jesus Christ,
My sins are all forgiven.
My little babes, I loved them well,
Oh, could I once more see them,
And bid them both a last farewell Till we might meet in heaven.
But here I am in Tennessee And they're in Illinois They are too far away from me To hear their silvery voices
0 Mary, treat my children well,
And train them up for heaven,
Teach them to love and serve the Lord That they may be respected.
Two brothers yet I can't forget,
Are fighting for this union,
For which, dear wife, I give my life To put down this rebellion.
Tell Sister Annie not to weep At the loss of her dear brother;
I'm going to live with Christ above,
And see our blessed mother.
Now I am dying, Brother Green,
For I do die so easy,
I know that death has lost its sting Because I love my Jesus.
-more-Brother Green Reel 309, Item 3 Continued
Go tell my wife she must not weep,
To kiss my little children,
For they will call for Paw in vain When he has gone to heaven.
"This country preacher was supposed to have been from our part of the country. That would have been Grayson County, Kentucky.
An old Civil War song."
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