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Posted By: Ely
19-Apr-03 - 12:31 AM
Thread Name: Lyr Add: PRAIRIE GROVE
Subject: Lyr Add: PRAIRIE GROVE
This is the version from Cathy Barton and Dave Para's _Johnny Whistletrigger_ recording.
W: John N. Wyatt, 19th Iowa Infantry, May 23, 1865
M: probably based on traditional "Texas Rangers"
Come all you sons of Ioway and listen to my song.
If you will pay attention, I'll not detain you long.
It was of a gallant charge that we made at Prairie Grove
Against the Southern forces, where every member strove.
Our officers being brave, they led us with good will.
And though we were outnumbered, we charged them up the hill.
And volley after volley we made our shots to tell,
Till our brave Lieutenant Colonel and Sergeant Major fell.
Through fields of blood we waded, then cannon loud did roar.
And many a brave commander lay bleeding in his gore.
And heaps of mangled soldiers lay o'er the field that day
That were the killed or wounded, of the 19th Ioway.
They had us so outnumbered that we thought they'd gain the day;
But then old Blunt's artillery over them began to play,
Which caused such dreadful horror, it put them all to flight,
And they withdrew their forces under cover of the night.
Next morning we were sorry to see the Rebels' wives
Hunting their dead husbands, with melancholy cries,
And sisters finding brothers, they wrung their hands and cried,
Saying, "Dear dead bloody brothers, for Southern rights you died."
Now the battle is all over and our soldiers rest from toil.
So carefully we placed our dead beneath the Southern soil.
We placed them all in order, as formed on dress parade,
And placed a board at each man's head to mark where he was laid.
Come all you sons of Ioway . . .