D
I could fill a hundred ditches
With them Yankee sons of b***hes
A
And not care.
A
They’ve thrown mama in the jailhouse
D
With little sister Suzy and that ain’t fair
D
Just because we don’t support em
And Frank done gone and fought em
A
They came again.
A
Well I’m through with criticizin
Gonna do me some fightin
D
With Quantrill's men.
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