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Railroad bridge is washing down the gorge at Sandy Ford Where you stand there on the shoreline, oh will you come aboard Come aboard This might be the last ketch running, might not be no more While they bloody up the water upstream, making civil war Civil war Oh, Barbara Lee, reckon I got to go Cross Caroline and points below By the time tobacco's ripe and ready to be dried They might come and catch me if I've got no place to hide Place to hide If I am rested I might have join the war One side or another, I may see your face no more Face no more Oh, Barbara Lee, reckon I got to go Cross Caroline and points below This is my faithful promise which I make of my free will I may point my gun and fire but I won't shoot to kill Shoot to kill Letras de cancionesI'll keep your picture with me, right here near my heart Inside this leather notebook, thick enough to stop a dart Stop a dart Follow in the footsteps of the wind As it rolls east to west and back again Treat me like a stranger if I ever cross your door Another faceless soldier in the time of civil war I know you don't love me but you could if you took time I got a face like Lincoln, and if ugly was a crime Was a crime They'd lock me up and throw away the key down clear to hell But I got a disposition sweet as April in the dell In the dell Oh, Barbara Lee, reckon I got to go Cross Caroline and points below Sugar in the sugar bin and honey in the hive I do what I have to do in order to survive To survive What they do in civil war, in peacetime they call crime Climb inside my dream of love and pray for better times Better times Oh, Barbara Lee, reckon I got to go Cross Caroline and points below Oh, Barbara Lee, reckon I got to go Cross Caroline and points below From Letras Mania