Mr. Shermans Army by C Company Lyrics

[Verse 1]
It's Hell on a rebel
Down in Tennessee
A poor old Georgia boy
Fighting to be free
Running through the thicket
Scratched and bloody as can be
Mr. Sherman's army
Are coming after me

I'm hungry and tired
No time to stop and rest
You know I ain't no coward
I know I've done my best
But I keep a-praying
That I can stay free
'Cos Mr. Sherman's army
Keeps coming after me

[Chorus]
Mr. Sherman's army
Is coming after me
The took me out of Georgia, Lord
To fight in Tennessee
Now, all those Georgia peach trees
And old Atlanta town
Will never be the same
Mr. Sherman burned 'em down
[Verse 2]
Praise the Lord, when the morning comes
'Cos I can't face the night
With Yankees on the left...
And Yankees on the right!
But Lord, until this war is done
They can't call me free
'Cos Mr. Sherman's army is
Still coming after me
Yeah-now!

[Chorus]
Mr. Sherman's army
Is coming after me
The took me out of Georgia, Lord
To fight in Tennessee
Now, all those Georgia peach trees
And old Atlanta town
Will never be the same
Mr. Sherman burned 'em down

Will never be the same
Mr. Sherman burned 'em down