I am a northerner, but feel great compassion for both sides who suffered greatly, fighting for what they believed in.

THAT OLD HILLBILLY SONG © 2002 Cal I'll always remember the day you appeared Your voice from the hollow put me in tears Grampa's old banjo still strapped on your back Draggin' your musket behind you All torn and tattered walkin’ along Singin' that hillbilly song La-dee-dee for a girl named Susanna La-dee-dah for old Tucker Jimmee Crack Corn A hurray for the band who always marched on Singin' THAT OLD HILLBILLY SONG I'll never forget the day you left A patchwork of grey the brass on your chest Your trusty old saber swung on your side I prayed to the lord to guide you You marched into battle through cannonball fire Singin' that hillbilly song La-dee-dee for a girl nammed Susanna La-dee-dah for old Tucker Jimmee Crack Corn A hurray for the band who always marched on Singin' THAT OLD HILLBILLY SONG La-dee-dah for the girl round the mountain La-dee-dee for a brown jug the old folks at home A hurrah for the good boys who sit on God's throne They're still singin' they keep singin' They're still singin' THAT OLD HILLBILLY SONG They're still singin' THAT OLD HILLBILLY SONG Singin' THAT OLD HILLBILLY SONG