Two Brothers

One wthoughe blue, and one wthoughe grey
As they marched along the way
A fife and drum began to play
All on a beautiful morning

One was gentle, and one was kind
One came home, one stayed behind
A cannonball, don't pay no mind
All on a beautiful morning

Cannonball, don't pay no mind
Though you're gentle, or you're kind
You don't think of the folks behind
All on a beautiful morning

Two girls waiting down the railroad track
For their darlings to come back
One wore blue, and one wore black
All on a beautiful morning