[1] In a dreary Yankee prison where a rebel soldier [5] lay
By his side there stood a preacher ere his soul should pass [1] away
And he faintly whispered Parson as he clutched him by the [5] hand
Oh Parson tell me quickly will my soul pass through the [1] Southland
Will my soul pass through the Southland through old Virginia grand
Will I see the hills of Georgia and the green fields of Alabam'
Will I see that little churchhouse where I pledged my heart and hand
Oh Parson tell me quickly will my soul pass thorugh the Southland
Was for loving dear old Dixie in this dreary cell I lie
Was for loving dear old Dixie in this Northern state I die
Will you see my little daughter wil you make her understand
Oh Parson tell my quickly will my soul pass through the Southland
[1] Then the [5] Rebel soldier [1] died
*Modulates to A in the second verse and C in the third verse
[1] In a dreary Yankee prison where a rebel soldier [5] lay
By his side there stood a preacher ere his soul should pass [1] away
And he faintly whispered Parson as he clutched him by the [5] hand
Oh Parson tell me quickly will my soul pass through the [1] Southland
Will my soul pass through the Southland through old Virginia grand
Will I see the hills of Georgia and the green fields of Alabam'
Will I see that little churchhouse where I pledged my heart and hand
Oh Parson tell me quickly will my soul pass thorugh the Southland
Was for loving dear old Dixie in this dreary cell I lie
Was for loving dear old Dixie in this Northern state I die
Will you see my little daughter wil you make her understand
Oh Parson tell my quickly will my soul pass through the Southland
[1] Then the [5] Rebel soldier [1] died
*Modulates to A in the second verse and C in the third verse
| Songwriter(s): |
|---|
Charlie Moore |
| Band/Artist: |
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The Country Gentlemen |
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