| Song | Kansas Cried |
| Artist | Dean Brody |
| Album | Crop Circles |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:14.140] | He fell in love with a girl named Kansas |
| [00:18.700] | |
| [00:20.590] | In the fall of 1863 |
| [00:23.970] | |
| [00:26.790] | A farm boy and an officer's daughter |
| [00:30.500] | |
| [00:32.590] | In a time when young hearts shouldn't dream |
| [00:36.300] | |
| [00:38.480] | He said "Kansas I'll live you forever " |
| [00:42.500] | |
| [00:44.240] | So she married him under an August sun |
| [00:48.470] | |
| [00:50.150] | But as they finished their vows |
| [00:52.980] | |
| [00:53.610] | Some soldiers came through town |
| [00:55.520] | |
| [00:56.410] | Said "We're lookin' for the willing and the young " |
| [01:00.040] | |
| [01:02.200] | He left standin' in her white dress |
| [01:04.900] | |
| [01:05.460] | As he bravely marched through the night |
| [01:10.450] | |
| [01:14.270] | And as she fell to the ground |
| [01:16.350] | |
| [01:17.680] | He left to the sound |
| [01:19.570] | |
| [01:20.700] | Of hearing his sweet Kansas cry |
| [01:24.930] | |
| [01:29.960] | He learned how to hunt 'round Topeka |
| [01:33.670] | |
| [01:35.640] | But he learned how to kill at Spring Hill |
| [01:40.560] | |
| [01:41.680] | The blood and the smoke sure crushed any hope |
| [01:46.590] | |
| [01:47.630] | That he'd find his way through that hell |
| [01:51.090] | |
| [01:53.300] | He left standin' in her white dress |
| [01:55.950] | |
| [01:56.540] | As he bravely marched through the night |
| [02:01.610] | |
| [02:05.360] | And as she fell to the ground |
| [02:07.500] | |
| [02:08.530] | He left to the sound |
| [02:10.650] | |
| [02:11.650] | Of hearing his sweet Kansas cry |
| [02:17.360] | |
| [02:34.880] | He wrote "Dear Kansas I |
| [02:37.770] | |
| [02:38.600] | Fear that tonight I might break your heart |
| [02:43.400] | |
| [02:44.510] | 'Cus the fog's rollin' in and we're runnin' outta men |
| [02:49.450] | |
| [02:50.030] | And we've been ordered to lead the charge " |
| [02:54.840] | |
| [02:56.200] | He left her in the white dress |
| [02:59.520] | As he bravely marched through the night |
| [03:03.870] | |
| [03:08.360] | And as he fell to the ground |
| [03:10.440] | |
| [03:11.680] | He called her name out |
| [03:13.470] | |
| [03:14.670] | And somewhere his sweet Kansas cried |
| [00:14.140] | He fell in love with a girl named Kansas |
| [00:18.700] | |
| [00:20.590] | In the fall of 1863 |
| [00:23.970] | |
| [00:26.790] | A farm boy and an officer' s daughter |
| [00:30.500] | |
| [00:32.590] | In a time when young hearts shouldn' t dream |
| [00:36.300] | |
| [00:38.480] | He said " Kansas I' ll live you forever " |
| [00:42.500] | |
| [00:44.240] | So she married him under an August sun |
| [00:48.470] | |
| [00:50.150] | But as they finished their vows |
| [00:52.980] | |
| [00:53.610] | Some soldiers came through town |
| [00:55.520] | |
| [00:56.410] | Said " We' re lookin' for the willing and the young " |
| [01:00.040] | |
| [01:02.200] | He left standin' in her white dress |
| [01:04.900] | |
| [01:05.460] | As he bravely marched through the night |
| [01:10.450] | |
| [01:14.270] | And as she fell to the ground |
| [01:16.350] | |
| [01:17.680] | He left to the sound |
| [01:19.570] | |
| [01:20.700] | Of hearing his sweet Kansas cry |
| [01:24.930] | |
| [01:29.960] | He learned how to hunt ' round Topeka |
| [01:33.670] | |
| [01:35.640] | But he learned how to kill at Spring Hill |
| [01:40.560] | |
| [01:41.680] | The blood and the smoke sure crushed any hope |
| [01:46.590] | |
| [01:47.630] | That he' d find his way through that hell |
| [01:51.090] | |
| [01:53.300] | He left standin' in her white dress |
| [01:55.950] | |
| [01:56.540] | As he bravely marched through the night |
| [02:01.610] | |
| [02:05.360] | And as she fell to the ground |
| [02:07.500] | |
| [02:08.530] | He left to the sound |
| [02:10.650] | |
| [02:11.650] | Of hearing his sweet Kansas cry |
| [02:17.360] | |
| [02:34.880] | He wrote " Dear Kansas I |
| [02:37.770] | |
| [02:38.600] | Fear that tonight I might break your heart |
| [02:43.400] | |
| [02:44.510] | ' Cus the fog' s rollin' in and we' re runnin' outta men |
| [02:49.450] | |
| [02:50.030] | And we' ve been ordered to lead the charge " |
| [02:54.840] | |
| [02:56.200] | He left her in the white dress |
| [02:59.520] | As he bravely marched through the night |
| [03:03.870] | |
| [03:08.360] | And as he fell to the ground |
| [03:10.440] | |
| [03:11.680] | He called her name out |
| [03:13.470] | |
| [03:14.670] | And somewhere his sweet Kansas cried |
| [00:14.140] | He fell in love with a girl named Kansas |
| [00:18.700] | |
| [00:20.590] | In the fall of 1863 |
| [00:23.970] | |
| [00:26.790] | A farm boy and an officer' s daughter |
| [00:30.500] | |
| [00:32.590] | In a time when young hearts shouldn' t dream |
| [00:36.300] | |
| [00:38.480] | He said " Kansas I' ll live you forever " |
| [00:42.500] | |
| [00:44.240] | So she married him under an August sun |
| [00:48.470] | |
| [00:50.150] | But as they finished their vows |
| [00:52.980] | |
| [00:53.610] | Some soldiers came through town |
| [00:55.520] | |
| [00:56.410] | Said " We' re lookin' for the willing and the young " |
| [01:00.040] | |
| [01:02.200] | He left standin' in her white dress |
| [01:04.900] | |
| [01:05.460] | As he bravely marched through the night |
| [01:10.450] | |
| [01:14.270] | And as she fell to the ground |
| [01:16.350] | |
| [01:17.680] | He left to the sound |
| [01:19.570] | |
| [01:20.700] | Of hearing his sweet Kansas cry |
| [01:24.930] | |
| [01:29.960] | He learned how to hunt ' round Topeka |
| [01:33.670] | |
| [01:35.640] | But he learned how to kill at Spring Hill |
| [01:40.560] | |
| [01:41.680] | The blood and the smoke sure crushed any hope |
| [01:46.590] | |
| [01:47.630] | That he' d find his way through that hell |
| [01:51.090] | |
| [01:53.300] | He left standin' in her white dress |
| [01:55.950] | |
| [01:56.540] | As he bravely marched through the night |
| [02:01.610] | |
| [02:05.360] | And as she fell to the ground |
| [02:07.500] | |
| [02:08.530] | He left to the sound |
| [02:10.650] | |
| [02:11.650] | Of hearing his sweet Kansas cry |
| [02:17.360] | |
| [02:34.880] | He wrote " Dear Kansas I |
| [02:37.770] | |
| [02:38.600] | Fear that tonight I might break your heart |
| [02:43.400] | |
| [02:44.510] | ' Cus the fog' s rollin' in and we' re runnin' outta men |
| [02:49.450] | |
| [02:50.030] | And we' ve been ordered to lead the charge " |
| [02:54.840] | |
| [02:56.200] | He left her in the white dress |
| [02:59.520] | As he bravely marched through the night |
| [03:03.870] | |
| [03:08.360] | And as he fell to the ground |
| [03:10.440] | |
| [03:11.680] | He called her name out |
| [03:13.470] | |
| [03:14.670] | And somewhere his sweet Kansas cried |