Gerry Gilman

Rookie (3/14/58 / Atlanta Georgia)

Johnny Boy

Johnny boy came march'n through
The front door dressed in gray.
His Pa was awful proud of him,
His Mama cried for days.
They lived below of the slave'n line,
Still Mama leaned to blue.
Pa always said 'let's kill'em dead,
And we'll have Yankee stew! '

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