CHORUS: He's going off to be a drummer boy.
He's going off to be a drummer boy,
Going off to be a drummer boy.
He's fighting with the Union Plan.

His brother is no different opinion.
His brother is wearing grey.
This war ain't done nothing but
Divide this country in two. CHORUS

Well, they say this weren't about slavery.
One thing you best understand.
This war's about the federation and their union plan.
If the union wins this war, the land never be the same.
No matter black or white, we'll live in economic chains. CHORUS

Well there used to be four felony on the farm,
No one where I used to work.
Some are black and some are white,
But we all dug in that dirt.

When the evening came around,
We'd sit around the open flame,
Play a fiddle and guitar
To the good Lord we'd sing: CHORUS

Ain't no crops in the field,
There ain't no crops no more,
Only tombstones growing there,
And that's due to this war. CHORUS

*INSTUMENTAL*

Well one thing 'bout slavery
And that I understand
Just 'cos a man ain't wearing chains
Don't make him less than a man.

Man was born, oh yeahhhhh,
Man was born to be free,
Just like he'd take a stand,
Just like my brothers and me. CHORUS


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