From this day on I own my fathers gun
We dug his shallow grave beneath the sun
I laid his broken body down below the southern land
It wouldnt do to bury him where any Yankee stands
Ill take my horse and Ill ride the northern plain
To wear the color of the greys and join the fight again
Ill not rest until I know the cause is fought and won
From this day on until I die Ill wear my fathers gun
Id like to know where the riverboat sails tonight
To New Orleans well thats just fine alright
`Cause theres fighting there and the company needs men
So slip us a rope and sail on round the bend
As soon as this is over well go home
To plant the seeds of justice in our bones
To watch the children growing and see the women sewing
Therell be laughter when the bells of freedom ring
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