Balsam Range - From A Georgia Battlefield lyrics

[Verse 1] All my glorious dreams of battle And my uniform of gray Now are ruined as my blood spills On this rock hard Georgia clay Sixteen summers I have seen pa** But to suffer in this sun I declare, I don't remember I've ever felt a hotter one [Chorus] Take this message to my mother Thirteen miles from Birmingham Tell her I was a good soldier And I died a brave young man [Verse 2] We have fought through heat and hunger Sleepless nights and bitter frost But if Sherman takes Atlanta Then our cause is surely lost Sir, I have no boots to give you Mine wore through sometime in May But you can take my gun and powder I won't be needing them today [Chorus] Take this message to my mother Thirteen miles from Birmingham Tell her I was a good soldier And I died a brave young man [Verse 3] In my pocket there's a bible With a lock of hair inside From my sweet Amanda Walker Who would make a lovely bride Oh the angels now are coming For my final breath is near Yes, for me this war is over But my eyes will show no fear [Chorus] Take this message to my mother Thirteen miles from Birmingham Tell her I was a good soldier And I died a brave young man