The Legend Of The Rebel Soldier Chords & Lyrics - Lee Ann Womack
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[VERSE 1]
In a [G]dreary Yankee prison
Where a Rebel soldier [D]lay
[D]By his side there stood a preacher
‘Ere his soul should pass a[G]way
As he faintly whispered, ”Parson,”
As he clutched him by the [D]hand
[D]"Oh Parson, tell me quickly,
Will my soul pass through the [G]Southland?”
[INSTRUMENTAL]
[G] [D] [G]
[VERSE 2]
[G]"Will my soul pass through the Southland,
Through old Virginia [D]grand
[D]Will I see the hills of Georgia
And the green fields of Ala-[G]bam?”
[G]"Will I see that little church house
Where I pledged my heart and [D]hand
[D]Oh Parson, tell me quickly,
Will my soul pass through the [G]Southland?”
[INSTRUMENTAL]
[G] [D] [G]
[VERSE 3]
[G]"Was for lovin’, dear old Dixie
In this dreary cell I [D]lie
[D]Was for lovin’, dear old Dixie
In this northern state I [G]die.”
[G]"Will you see my little daughter?
Will you make her under[D]stand?
[D]Oh Parson, tell me quickly,
Will my soul pass through the [G]Southland?”
[INSTRUMENTAL]
[G] [D] [G]
[VERSE 4]
With h[G]is soul pure as a lily
And his body sancti[D]fied
In that [D]dreary yankee prison
The brave rebel soldi[G]er died
Then the[G] parson looked up to heaven
And in blessing raised h[D]is hand
Father [D]grant this soldier’s wishes
May his soul pass through the [G]Southland
[OUTRO]
[G] [D] [G]
In a [G]dreary Yankee prison
Where a Rebel soldier [D]lay
[D]By his side there stood a preacher
‘Ere his soul should pass a[G]way
As he faintly whispered, ”Parson,”
As he clutched him by the [D]hand
[D]"Oh Parson, tell me quickly,
Will my soul pass through the [G]Southland?”
[INSTRUMENTAL]
[G] [D] [G]
[VERSE 2]
[G]"Will my soul pass through the Southland,
Through old Virginia [D]grand
[D]Will I see the hills of Georgia
And the green fields of Ala-[G]bam?”
[G]"Will I see that little church house
Where I pledged my heart and [D]hand
[D]Oh Parson, tell me quickly,
Will my soul pass through the [G]Southland?”
[INSTRUMENTAL]
[G] [D] [G]
[VERSE 3]
[G]"Was for lovin’, dear old Dixie
In this dreary cell I [D]lie
[D]Was for lovin’, dear old Dixie
In this northern state I [G]die.”
[G]"Will you see my little daughter?
Will you make her under[D]stand?
[D]Oh Parson, tell me quickly,
Will my soul pass through the [G]Southland?”
[INSTRUMENTAL]
[G] [D] [G]
[VERSE 4]
With h[G]is soul pure as a lily
And his body sancti[D]fied
In that [D]dreary yankee prison
The brave rebel soldi[G]er died
Then the[G] parson looked up to heaven
And in blessing raised h[D]is hand
Father [D]grant this soldier’s wishes
May his soul pass through the [G]Southland
[OUTRO]
[G] [D] [G]
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