[Chorus] Well I pray, every day That the good Lordll keep me safe And I try to hide all this fear built in my spine Kill a man today, so I can see your pretty face Until I arrive in your arms Well I dont know what youre doing Fightin in this silly war Youre not a Yankee, love Nor a grayback Confederate Tryin to keep these slaves abhorred You were just a simple man Tryin to do these things the best you can Now its time to come on home I gotta baby in the oven That I need to see before she gets old [Chorus] Well I dont know what Im doing Fighting in this stupid war Im not a Yankee or a grayback anymore Ive killed so many men just to kill so many more Just wanna see my baby before I die In this shitstorm [Chorus x2] Until I die in your arms Until I die in your arms Until I die in your arms
grayback, die, yankee, arm, shitstorm