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General Taylor

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Well General Taylor gained the day
Walk him along, John, carry him along
Well General Taylor he gained the day
Carry him to his bury’n ground

Tell me where you’re stormy
Walk him along, John, carry him along
Tell me where you’re stormy
Carry him to his bury’n ground

We’ll dig his grave with a silver spade
His shroud of the finest silk will be made

We’ll lower him down on a golden chain
On every inch we’ll carve his name

General Taylor he’s all the go
He’s gone where the stormy winds won’t blow

General Taylor he’s dead and he’s gone
Well General Taylor he’s long dead and gone

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