Mary Jo Davis
For M. C. Parler
Sung by H. W. Weare
DeValls Bluff, Ark.
June 14, 1954
She Had Three Sons
She had three sons, three only ones,
Each worth their weight in gold,
And she gave them up, for the sake of war,
And her heart was sorely wrung,
As each turned away, she was heard to say,
They'll ne'er return again,
One lay down at Athapothee (Appomattox)
Many miles away,
The other sleeps at Chicamaugee,
And they both wore suits of gray.
Mid the strains of "Down In Dixie",
The third was laid away,
In the trench at Santiago,
The Blue and the Gray.
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