I Wanna Be In The Cavalry (Reprise) - Seth Staton Watkins

Composed by：Corb Lund

I wanna be in the cavalry if

They send me off to war

I wanna good steed under me

Like my forefathers before

Courageous at first we took their worst

Our positions we held stout

We clung to belief and we hung

On the speech from our trusted leaders' mouths

Overwhelming odds and a hopeless

'Cause and our cities overrun

There were them that said

We was badly led and God were we outgunned

I lost count of the worthy mounts

That from under me were cut

My favourite mare with her head

In the air took the cannons in her gut

In the first two weeks on that

Bloody creek my brother lost his arm

Was only sixty days till all

We prayed was to get us home unharmed

O for the day that we signed our names

And the well that we were wished

The men's congrats and the pats on the backs

And the ladies that we kissed

The band that played and the grande

Parade and the patriotic shouts

All faded fast didn't even last

Till the uniforms wore out

And there were none to replace nor

To help us face the Winters cold and bleak

That chilled to the bone the pneumonia

Prone and froze our bootless feet

Then the typhoid hit with it's fevered fits

TB and dysentery

That proved in the end to have

Killed more men than the vilest enemy

We were finally forced to feed on horse

And carcass we could scrounge

When the wagons stopped and we'd burnt

Their crops to charred and barren ground

With morale in doubt and our pride

Run out no honour did I see

All I seen were a thousand dreams

Piled dead in front of me

I wanna be in the cavalry

If the send me off to war

I wanna be in the cavalry

But I won't ride home no more