DeepSix
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Would you like to hear my song (I'm afraid it's rather long) Of the famous "On to Richmond!" double trouble? Of the half a dozen trips, And a half a dozen slips, And the very latest bursting of the bubble? 'Tis pretty hard to sing And, like a round, round ring, 'Tis a dreadful knotty puzzle to unravel; Though all the papers swore When we touched Virginia's shore That Richmond was a hard road to travel. Then pull off your coat and roll up your sleeve; For Richmond is a hard road to travel. Then pull off your coat and roll up your sleeve; For Richmond is a hard road to travel, I believe. First McDowell, bold and gay, Set forth the shortest way: By Manassas in the pleasant summer weather. But unfortunately ran On a Stonewall -- foolish man! -- And had a rocky journey altogether. And he found it rather hard To ride o'er Beauregard And Johnston proved a deuce of a bother. And 'twas clear beyond a doubt That he didn't like the route [or rout] And the second time would have to try another. Then pull off your coat and roll up your sleeve; Manassas is a hard road to travel. Manassas gave us fits and Bull Run made us grieve And Richmond is a hard road to travel, I believe. Next came the Wooly Horse [John C. Fremont] With an overwhelming force To march down to Richmond by the Valley. But he couldn't find the road And his onward movements showed His campaigning was a mere shilly-shally. Then Commissary Banks With his motley foreign ranks Kicking up a great noise, a fuss, and flurry Lost the whole of his supplies And, with tears in his eyes, From the Stonewall ran away in a hurry. Then pull off your coat and roll up your sleeve; The Valley is a hard road to travel. The Valley wouldn't do and we all had to leave, For Richmond is a hard road to travel, I believe. Then McClelland followed soon With both spade and balloon To try the peninsular approaches. But one and all agreed That his best rate of speed Was no faster that the slowest of slow coaches. Instead of easy ground At Williamsburg he found A Longstreet indeed and nothing shorter. And it put him in the dumps That spades wasn't "trumps" And the hills he couldn't level as he orter [ought to.] Then pull off your coat and roll up your sleeve; For a Longstreet is a hard road to travel. Lay down the shovel and throw away the spade, For Richmond is a hard road to travel, I'm afraid. Then Lincoln said to Pope, "You can make the trip, I hope; I will save the universal Yankee nation! To make sure of no defeat, I'll leave no line of retreat And issue a famous proclamation." But that same dreaded Jackson, This fellow laid his whacks on, And made him, by compulsion, a seceder. And Pope took rapid flight From Manassas' second fight -- 'Twas his very last appearance as a leader. Then pull off your coat and roll up your sleeve; For a Stonewall is a hard road to travel. Pope did his very best, but was evidently sold, And Richmond is a hard road to travel, I am told. Last of all the brave Burnside, With his pontoon bridges tried A road no one had thought of before him, With two hundred thousand men For the rebel slaughter pen And the blessed Union flag waving o'er him. But he met a fire like hell Of canister and shell That mowed down his men with greatest slaughter 'Twas a shocking sight to view, That second Waterloo, And the river ran with more blood than with water. Then pull off your coat and roll up your sleeve; Rappahannock is a hard road to travel. Burnside got in a trap, which caused him for to grieve, For Richmond is a hard road to travel, I believe. Now we are very much perplexed To know who is the next To command the new Richmond expedition. For the capital must blaze, And that in ninety days, And Jeff and his men be sent to perdition. We'll take the cursed town, And burn it to the ground, And plunder and hang each cursed Rebel. Yet the contraband was right When he told us they would fight: "Oh, yes, massa, they will fight like the devil!" Then pull off your coat and roll up your sleeve, For Richmond is a hard road to travel. Then pull off your overcoat and roll up your sleeve, For Richmond is a hard road to travel, I believe.
< Message edited by DeepSix -- 2/7/2005 10:00:13 PM >
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