Luther left us first light Friday morning.
Well, Dan and Becky wave goodbye.
They're gonna have to share the weight together.
Idle hands will see a good farm slowly die.
Gone the shallow for the union shoulder to shoulder,
side by side.
Gone the shallow,
hope springs eternal when flags and bullets start to fly.
April's calm and the air smells fresh with rain.
They watched his shadow fade around the bend.
He's headed for a different kind of thunder and
the stuns surprise in the eyes of dying men.
Gone the shallow for the union shoulder to shoulder,
side by side.
Gone the shallow,
time passes slowly when flags and bullets start to fly.
The old black rooster sang him down that dirt road.
His steps in bold,
his men are fancy free.
I pray we see him alive and well in the fall here,
then that God forsaken place in Tennessee.
Gone the shallow for the union shoulder to shoulder,
side by side.
Gone the shallow,
gone the shallow,
men stand united when flags and bullets start to fly.
After all of this,
if we should prevail,
heaven help the South when Sherman comes their way.