Stonewall Jackson

^D In a war torn land of poverty, some ^G where across the ^D sea
There's a little guy who s waiting who looks a lot like ^A me
His ^D hair is like a raven or the ^G wings of a ^D crow
I don't know what they named him ,but I'm ^A sure they call him ^D Joe
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Just a ^G little guy called Joe like so ^D many more I know
Left all alone somewhere across the ^A sea
I want ^D him to have my name, little ^G Joe is mine to ^D claim
This little guy called ^A Joe belongs to ^D me
^D His mother died to give him life, the ^G night my orders ^D came
I wanted to be with him but war's an evil ^A thing
Now ^D he won't recognize me, but I've ^G got to let him ^D know
That he means much more to someone, than just a ^A little called ^D Joe
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