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Origins: Battle of Mill Springs
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Subject: RE: Origins: Battle of Mill Springs From: GUEST Date: 30 Jun 20 - 11:40 AM http://generalthomas.com/mill-springs-poem/ This may be of interest. But then, who knows. |
Subject: RE: Origins: Battle of Mill Springs From: cnd Date: 27 Jun 20 - 11:16 PM Matching text can be found at http://www.traditionalmusic.co.uk/folk-song-lyrics/Battle_of_Mill_Springs.htm It bears the citation: From Folk-Songs of the South, Cox Collected from Violet Nowland, VA 1916 DT #775 Laws A13 RG oct96 |
Subject: Origins: Battle of Mill Springs From: Joe Offer Date: 27 Jun 20 - 11:01 PM Dave Galloway sang a very different version of this song, that he got from Sarah Ogun Gunning. Anybody have versions different from that below, which comes from the Digital Tradition? THE BATTLE OF MILL SPRINGS There lies a wounded soldier on the battlefield, His cgmrades gathered round him and by his side did kneel, And then this wounded soldier did raise his head and said: Who will care for mother when her wounded boy is dead? I was my parents' only son to comfort their old age; My heart is like a captive bird a-fluttering in its cage; I was my father's only son, a mother's only joy, And they will weep in tears for me, their dying soldier boy. "O tell my dear old father that in death I prayed for him, That one day I might meet him in a world that is free from sin; And tell my dear old mother not to mourn and cry, For her son was a soldier and a soldier he did die. "And tell my little sister not to weep for me; I'll sit no more by the fireside and nurse her on my knee, And sing to her them good old songs she used to have me sing, For her brother now lies wounded at the Battle of Mill Springs. "O when I was a little boy I used to hear them tell About the gallant soldiers, how lonely they did feel; Then I came to be a servant, it was my country's call, Fighting for the Union, for the Union I did fall. "O listen, comrades, listen! 'tis a girl I speak of now, If she was only here this night to cheer my aching browl But little does she know of the battIe as she sings, That her true love now lies wounded at the Battle of Mill Springs. Alas! and now I'm wounded, no more of her I'Il see, |
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