Collected and transcribed by Sung by Mrs. Allie Long Parker Mary Celestia Parler Hog Scald Holler, Arkansas
April 6, 1958
Reel 299, Item 1
The Battle of Pea Ridge
It was on March the seventh, in the year of sixty-two,
We had a sore engagement with Abe Lincoln's crew,
Van Dorn was our commander, as you remember be,
We lost ten thousand of our men near the Indian Territoree.
Pat Price came riding up the line, his horse was in a pace,
And as he gave the word, Retreat, the tears rolled down his face, Ten thousand deaths I'd rather die than they should gain the
From that he got a fatal shot which caused him to yield.
I know you brave Missouri boys were never yet afraid,
Let's try to form in order, retreat the best we can,
The word, Retreat, was passed around, it caused the heathen cry, Helter-skelter through the woods like lost sheep they did fly.
At Springfield and Cortherage a many a hero fell,
At Lexington and Dry Wood as near the truth could tell,
Such another carnage as did I ever see,
As happened on old Pea Ridge, near the Indian Territoree.
MCP: Where did you learn that song?
ALP: Fran my father; he's the only one I ever heard sing it. MCP: What was your father's name?
ALP: James Long.
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