Текст песни Bury Me Anyplace but Mississippi - Bad Temper Joe

The river I sail is wider than a mile
So great, so old a song has told
I'm grown now but I left home as a child
I'm twenty-one, a miller's son
I'm a Yankee boy and that's for sure
Going to the ball
Change my name to Hannibal
To see me leave you can't endure
Before dawn of day you'll hear me say
I'm calling out to you
Just one thing I want you to do
If you bury me
Bury me anyplace but Mississippi
I don't need no rock of ages to gather my sins
My only call: to see Richmond fall
We march and follow our hymn
Peace is the aim and war is our way
Now I'm calling out to you
Just one thing I want you to do
If you bury me
Bury me anyplace but Mississippi
Now I'm lying here in the grass
Thinking 'bout my mom, I'm her only son
I'm feeling the blood all around my chest
Gonna pray! Listen to what I say!
I'm calling out to you
Just one thing I want you to do
If you bury me
Bury me
I'm calling out to you
Just one thing I want you to do
If you bury me
Bury me anyplace but Mississippi