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john williams - jim hurst lyrics

[verse 1]
it was down near brownsville texas in may of ’65
john williams thought that he might just escape this borderline
before general lee surrendered up north a month ago
but they couldn’t lay their bombs down ’til the kernel told them so
that was union kernel baron, he had other plans
to hit the johnny’s one more time down by the river end
he sent the thirty*fouth indiana boys in their coats of blue
with john williams there among them at the age of twеnty*two
twenty*two
from jay county indiana at the age of twеnty*two
[verse 2]
now the rebel troopers at fort brown, they surely were surprised
to see them yankees comin’ as the sun began to rise
they all agreed there’d be a truce ’til the call to go home came
each side would stay right where they were and the other did the same
but the yank’s, they won that first day, it took some prisoners back
and they rested near paul meadow ranch for the second days attack
meanwhile, it was all red forward at the confederate command
sayin’ if them yank’s were trouble, well they surely found their man
they found their man
if them federal still want trouble, well they surely found their man

[verse 3]
now overpack some cannons, the blue coach didn’t know
he’d gotten from the frenchy’s fightin’ down in mexico
he rolled them in position right up there that ranch’s wall
he served the yank’s their breakfast with some eight*pound cannonb*lls
so the federal soon were beaten, oh they dropped their guns and ran
they all said it was lucky that they only lost one man
and that was private johnny williams out there starin’ at the sky
with the dead eyes of the last man of the civil war to die
the war to die
the very last man in that dreadful bl**dy civil war to die

[verse 4]
you can say john williams was an awful shame
and every war that’ll ever be is bound to end the same
a bullet flys, a young man dies, a final bugle blows
and who the last will ever be, there ain’t no binding blows
[outro]
it was down near brownsville texas in may of ’65
john williams thought that he might just escape that borderline

- jim hurst lyrics

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