Ezra Debord by Gap Civil

Ezra Debord crossed the Patrick County line
Looking for a home in the hills of Caroline
There a girl named Mary captured his heart
And he swore to Mary they never would part

They built themselves a home and it was a happy one
Until the war broke out and they wanted everyone
Troops came to the house one night and took Ezra away
Said she could say goodbye to him in Traphill the next day

She was waiting there with the rising of the sun
But the troops had moved out in the night
The fighting had begun

Puffing on his pipe standing in the door
Waiting for her man to come home from the war
Thinking how she never got to tell her man goodbye
Tobacco smoke, the empty road, and a tear in her eye

Months passed by and Mary's days and nights were filled with dread
That all was lost and word would come that Ezra lay dead
Then news came of a battle, there seemed to be no doubt
He was last seen sitting against a tree his life's blood running out

Puffing on his pipe, standing in the door
Waiting for her man to come home from the war
Thinking how she never got to tell her man goodbye
Tobacco smoke, the empty road, a teardrop in her eye
Tobacco smoke, the empty road, and a tear in her eye

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