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THE LEG I LEFT BEHIND I am stumpless quite since from the shot Of Cerro Gordo peggin', I left behind, to pay Gen. Scott, ' My grub, and gave my leg in. I dare not turn to view the place Lest Yankee foes should find me, And mocking shake before my face The Leg I Left Behind Me. At Buena Vista l was sure That Yankee troops must surrender, And bade my men hurrah, for you're All going on a bender. That all my hopes and plans were dashed, My scattered troops remind me, But though I there got soundly thrashed, l left no leg behind me. Should Gen. Taylor of my track get scent, Or Gen Scott beat up my quarters, I may as well just be content To go across the waters. But should that my fortune be, Fate has not quite resigned me For in the museum I will see The Leg I Left Behind Me. Note: After the Battle of Cerro Gordo, Santa Anna was so hotly pursued by the U.S. troops that he had to abandon his splendid private carriage, $70,000 in silver and his cork leg. The U.S. troops liked this. @soldier @war @Mexican @American filename[ SNTANLEG TUNE FILE: BRGHTON CLICK TO PLAY RG |
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