The Ballad of John Bell Hood
Big Al & The Ranch Hands
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John Bell Hood, John Bell Hood You know my hearing ain't real good But they say you left Kentucky For that Texas wildwood General John, General John They say you fought the morning on And you left them Yankees dying In the wood by Rose's Pond John Bell Hood, John Bell Hood I know my gospel well and good And if the Lord came to Kentucky Well, he'd smite you where you stood But you ain't home, you ain't home Because the Devil likes to roam And evil spits up killing Like a mad dog spits up foam John Bell Hood, John Bell Hood I'd convince you if I could But the draw of strife and slavery Ain't easy understood Do you hear the cannon thunder John Bell Hood And do you ever stop to wonder John Bell Hood If those blessed boys in blue Carry out the Lord's command And if you should have stayed Home in your native land
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