Digital Tradition Mirror

Fiddler's Green (Cavalry)

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Fiddler's Green (Cavalry)

Halfway down the trail to hell
In a shady meadow green,
Are the souls of all dead troopers camped
Near a good old-time canteen
     And this eternal resting place
     Is known as Fiddler's Green.

Marching past, straight through to hell,
The infantry are seen, '
Accompanied by the Engineers,
Artillery and Marine,
     For none but the shades of Cavalrymen
     Dismount at Flddlers' Green.

Though some go curving down the trail
To seek a warmer scene,
No trooper ever gets to Hell
Ere he's emptied his canteen,
     And so rides back to drink agaln
     With friends at Fiddlers' Green.

And so when man and horse go down
Beneath a saber keen,
Or in a roaring charge or fierce melee
You stop a bullet clean,
     And the hostiles come to get your scalp,
     Just empty your canteen,
     And put your pistol to your head
     And go to Fiddlers' Green.

Note: as far as we can tell, immediate post-Civil War RG
From Sound Off!, Dolph
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