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bobby horton - short rations (to the corn-fed army of tennessee) lyrics

fair ladies and maids of all ages
little girls and cadets however youthful
home guards, quartermasters and sages
who write for the newspapers so truthful!
clerks, surgeons, and supes, legislators
staff officers, fops of the nation
even you dear speculators
come and list to my song of starvation!

our bugles had roused up the camp
the heavens looked dismal and dirty
and the earth looked unpleasant and damp
as a beau on the wrong side of thirty
we were taking thesе troubles with quiet
when wе heard from the mouths of some rash ones
that the army was all put on a diet
and the board had diminished our rations

for we soldiers have seen something rougher
than a storm, a retreat, or a fight
and the body may toil on and suffer
with a smile, so the heart is all right!

reduce our rations at all?
it was difficult, yet it was done
we had one meal a day, it was small
are we now, oh, ye gods, to have none?
oh, ye gentlemen issuing rations
give at least half her own to the state
put a curb on your maddening passions
and commissaries commisserate!
erewhiles we had chickens and roasters
for the fowls and the pigs were ferocious
we would send them to short pater nosters
and the deed was not stamped as atrocious
but since men have been shot for the same
we parch corn, it is healthier, but tougher
the chickens and pigs have got tame
but the horses and mules have to suffer

for we soldiers have seen something rougher
than a storm, a retreat, or a fight
and the body may toil on and suffer
with a smile, so the heart is all right!

but the “corn+fed” is proof to all evils
has a joke for all hardships and troubles
in honor and glory he revels
other fancies he looks on as bubbles!
he is bound to be free, and he knows it
then what cares he for toil and privation?
he is brave, and in battle he shows it
and will conquer in spite of starvation

for we soldiers have seen something rougher
than a storm, a retreat, or a fight
and the body may toil on and suffer
with a smile, so the heart is all right!

- bobby horton lyrics

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