[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