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Oh Brother Green, oh come to me.
For I am shot and bleeding
and I must die,
no more to see my wife and my dear children.
The southern fall has laid me low.
I miss go grant to suffer.
Stay brother stay, and lay me away.
And write my wife a letter.
Tell her that Iâm prepared to die
and want to meet her in heaven
since I believe in the Lord above.
My sins are all forgiven.
My little ones, I love them well.
How could I once more see them
that I might bid them a sad farewell.
But we will meet in heaven.
Go tell my wife she must not grieve.
Oh kiss my dear little children
for they will come for me in vain
when I am gone to heaven.
Oh brother I am dying now.
Oh see I die so easy.
For surely death has lost its sting
because I love my family.