Common Ground (lyrics & mp3)
Common Ground (lyrics & mp3)
Common Ground (play mp3)
Verse:
Sergeant Woods from Ohio
Saw a puff of rifle smoke
And Private Sims from Georgia
Had never shot a man before.
But that Yankee fell,
Not ten feet away.
Verse:
The sergeant coughed and cleared his throat,
Reached up and grabbed that rebel's coat,
And said "Son, What's your name?
I'm gonna die but you ain't to blame.
It's a crazy thing,
I ‘d have done the same."
Chorus:
But don't you think it's time
We lay these old guns down.
Don't you think it's time,
We found some common ground.
So the story is told today,
How Bull Run water
Ran red with blue and gray.
Verse:
In an attic of an old farm house
Lies a letter long forgotten now
“Dear Mrs. Woods, I’m Private Sims
The poor wretched soul that shot your man
‘Til my dying day
I will hear him say...”
Chorus:
Don't you think it's time...
© 2008 Paul Jefferson, Bernie Sims, Marsha Sims, Steve McClintock
Album cut on “Paul Jefferson” by Almo Sounds, produced by Garth Fundis
contact UNA ARIA MUSIC: sims@una-aria.com

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