[Intro]
Well I wish I was in the land of cotton
Old times they are not forgotten
Look away, look away, look away
Dixieland
[Verse 1]
Oh musket and cannon torn his gray coat
Don't he look fine and handsome
Don't he look at his most
45 in the foxhole and at this I will boast
Don't they look fine and handsome
My poor Johnny Boy's Bones
[Chorus]
Well who will bring back my Johnny Boy's Bones
To lay beneath the trees of his Tennessee home
A box, a box made of sturdy white oak
With his arms folded up and his blue eyes all closed
[Verse 2]
Well he died for his country
And he died for his kin
And he died killing men
A most honorable sin
But them mean boys in blue
They done turned him in
When they laid him low
With a laugh and a grin
[Chorus X2]