Dogwood Gap

how goes it soldier,

i’m too young to muster

though i know brown bonnet

who sweats like a soldier

when her boots come riding

on those nights that seem like the devil is riding

my halo for sabers over his shoulder

and he brings to me the rope and saw

one put to hang in, put one to save in

and how goes it sailor, i’m unwell for sailing

though i know the captain’s bride

cause she comes to me and

she’s handsome and wild as a hawk

and how goes it sister i do hate be botherin’

though i know you hate the fiends

they come to you and they’re bearin’ friendship

no lies could more have been

you come to me and

you’re handsome, you’re wild as a hawk