The Capture of 17 of Co. H, 4th Texas Cavalry

Song The Capture of 17 of Co. H, 4th Texas Cavalry
Artist Bobby Horton
Album Homespun Songs of the C. S. A., Volume 6

Lyrics

[00:17.393] Twas early in the morning of 1863
[00:21.070] We started out on picket, not knowing what we'd see
[00:24.744] The bridge we knew was floating. If the yankee should persue
[00:28.511] We know we should be captured if runing we'd not do
[00:34.212] To stop and give them battle we never thought of it
[00:37.932] The shot at us did rattle, so we thought we'd better "git"
[00:41.671] The captain tried to rally us and so did brave young Linn
[00:45.081] And Rader too with pistol drawn, Fenly next "put in"
[00:50.855] Rainbolt too, with angry words attempts to stop our flight
[00:54.576] They tell us yet to stop with them, and give the yankees fight
[00:58.287] They saw they could not stop us, to try it would be in vain
[01:01.747] So their only chance to safety was to give their steeds the rein
[01:07.730] Now this portion of my story will cause your hearts to bleed
[01:11.485] It tells of those who halted while going at full speed
[01:14.965] First came Billy Eddins with musket shot in thigh
[01:18.685] He was told by the yankees "surrender now or die!"
[01:41.319] Then came poor Johnny Burnes with sabre cut in head
[01:44.995] And nearby him, and wounded, stood the still unconquered Red
[01:48.655] Then Oscar and June Harris stood near in sore affright
[01:52.317] Then came the young De Marcus, in none the better plight
[01:58.052] Yarborough too with chalky cheek was walking down the road
[02:01.819] The yankees had to some extent reliey'd him of his load
[02:05.531] His overcoat he had pull'd off and in his shirt he stood
[02:09.248] In woeful plight, he was a sight, his face contain'd no blood
[02:15.245] Then came the lively Lilly, with teeth hard set in wrath
[02:18.420] To think that some had pass'd him by, but picked him up at last
[02:22.137] Then Burnes came, and Maynard, them Graham and Jim Baugh
[02:26.101] The gallant Bone was found along and brought back from afar
[02:48.271] But of that handsome Parton I must not fail to tell
[02:51.940] His graceful way of riding you all remember well
[02:55.670] But today the fates concluded to stop his wild career
[02:59.617] So from his horse was jolted by a musket from the rear
[03:05.301] The gallant Hill and dashing Dees, were spurring for dear life
[03:08.750] When a yankee rode with perfect ease upon them with a knife
[03:12.754] Surrender now my pretty pair and do it quickly too
[03:16.476] Stop at once and turn your mare or I will run you through!
[03:22.161] They stopped in once and faced about and to the rear did start
[03:25.566] And back they came with legs quite lame with faint and sinking heart
[03:29.277] And there they saw a crowd who were gobbled up that day
[03:33.035] They were the twain that made 17, and we were march'd away