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General Taylor

General Taylor gained the day
Ch.  Walk him along, John, carry 'm along
General Taylor gained the day
Ch.  Carry him to his buryin' ground
Grand Chorus:
     To me way hey Stormy
     Walk him along, John, carry 'm along
     To me way hey, Stormy
     Carry him to his buryin' ground

General Taylor died long ago
Upon the plains of ol' Mexico
We dug his grave with a silver spade
His shroud o' the finest silk was made
We lowered him down on a golden chain
And at every link we called out his name
We'll haul, me boys, an' wake the dead
Let's stow him in his little bed
General Taylor died long ago
He's gone to where the winds don't blow
General Taylor's dead and gone
General Taylor's dead and gone


While we are waiting, come; While we are waiting, come. Jesus, our Lord, Emmanuel, While we are waiting, come.
- Cloninger, Claire (1942- )