and i was born down in georgia lonely gator cry was my lullaby and we met in graveyard on a foggy winter mornin and i was yours and you were mine oh and where have you gone my green eyed gal i remember your skin and the way that it felt heard a cannon blast from the gates of hell and i tasted blood and death on my trail and we wed in the springtime and she wore flowers in her hair and i swear i ll never leave you babe but the war called my name and i did leave you remained oh and where have you gone my green eyed gal i remember your skin and the way that it felt heard a cannon blast from the gates of hell and i taste blood and death on my trail and bullets flyin through the grey sky and i lay broken on the cold virginia ground and i don t know how i got here lord i thought i s back in georgia starin in my darlin s eyes oh and where have you gone my green eyed gal i remember your skin and the way that it felt heard a cannon blast from the gates of hell and i tasted blood and death on my trail the union army left our bodies and i heard cryin god for mercy lord looked my breast pocket found a torn photo of you and i did pass into a lonesome tune oh and where have you gone my green eyed gal i remember your skin and the way that it felt heard a cannon blast from the gates of hell and i tasted blood and death on my trail oh and when i am gone remember me well