Found one verse, need the tune and the rest of the story This wilderness was our abiding place Some forty years ago. For fish we used a hook and line, And shot the buck and doe, We pounded corn to make it fine, On johnny cake our ladies dined, In this new count-er-ee of ours, Some forty years ago. All I know about it is that it was sung to a Civil War vet When he was a little boy in michigan. Thanks , Moe