First I thought a snake had got me it happened dreadful quick
It was a bullet bit my leg and right off I got sick
I came to in a wagon load of ten more wounded men
Five was dead by the time we reached that bloody tent
Give me some of that Soldier’s Joy
You know what I mean
I don’t want to hurt no more
My leg is turning green
The doctor came and looked at me and this is what he said
Your dancing days are done son it’s a good thing you ain’t dead
Then he went to work with a carving knife sweat fell from his brow
About killed me trying to save my life when he cut that lead ball out
Give me some of that Soldier’s Joy
Ain’t you got no more
Hand me down my walking cane
I ain’t cut out for war
The red blood run right through my veins it run all over the floor
And it run right down his apron strings like a river out the door
He handed me a bottle said Son drink deep as you can
He turned away and he turned right back with a hacksaw in his hand
Give me some of that Soldier’s Joy
You know what I like
Bear down on that fiddle boys
Just like Saturday night
Give me some of that Soldier’s Joy
You know what I crave
I’ll be hitting that Soldier’s Joy
‘Til I’m in my grave
| Composer(s): |
|---|
Traditional |
| Band/Artist: |
|---|
The Rice Brothers |
A-Part
| D | D | D | D | D | D | A | A |
| D | D | D | D | D | A | D | D |
B-Part
| D | D | G | G | D | D | A | A |
| D | D | G | G | D | A | D | D |
A-Part
| 1 | 1 | 4 | 4 | 1 | 1 | 5 | 5 |
| 1 | 1 | 4 | 4 | 5 | 5 | 1 | 1 |
B-Part
| 1 | 1 | 4 | 4 | 1 | 1 | 5 | 5 |
| 1 | 1 | 4 | 4 | 5 | 5 | 1 | 1 |
A-Part
| 1 | 1 | 1 | 1 | 1 | 1 | 5 | 5 |
| 1 | 1 | 1 | 1 | 1 | 5 | 1 | 1 |
B-Part
| 1 | 1 | 4 | 4 | 1 | 1 | 5 | 5 |
| 1 | 1 | 4 | 4 | 1 | 5 | 1 | 1 |
Please log in to view your playlists.
