Biography:
John Gale "Johnny" Horton (April 30, 1925 – November 5, 1960) was an American country music and rockabilly singer most famous for his semi-folk, so-called "saga songs" which began the "historical ballad" craze of the late 1950s and early 1960s. With them, he had several major successes, most notably in 1959 with the song "The Battle of New Orleans" (written by Jimmy Driftwood), which was awarded the 1960 Grammy Award for Best Country & Western Recording.
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Other songs:
- Whispering Pines
- All For The Love Of A Girl
- All Grown Up
- All Grownup
- Alley Girl Ways
- Ballad Of The Green Berets
- Battle Of Bull Run
- Bawlin Baby
- Betty Lorraine
- Big Wheels Rolling
- Church By The Side Of The Road
- Comanche
- Counterfeit Love
- Done Roving
- Dont Use My Heart For A Stepping Stone
- Empty Bed Blues
- First Train Heading South
- Honky Tonk Hardwood Floor
- Honky Tonk Man
- I Love You Baby
- Im A One Woman Man
- Im Coming Home
- Its A Long Rocky Road
- Jim Bridger
- Mean Mean Mean Son Of A Gun
- Miss Marcy
- North To Alaska
- Ole Slew Foot
- Schottische In Texas
- Sink The Bismarck
- Sleepy0Eyed John
- Take Me Like I Am
- The Battle Of Bull Run
- The Battle Of New Orleans
- The Mansion You Stole
- The Sinking Of The Reuben James
- The Woman I Need
- They Shined Up Rudolphs Nose
- When Its Springtime In Alaska Its 40 Below Acoustic
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The ladies wore their brightest shawls the gentlemen were gay
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They came to see their Yankee boys whip old Virginia
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I held my momma's hand and skipped when a soldier said to me
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Would you rather have Jeff Davis' hat or the sword of Bobbie Lee
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And then the general doffed his hat and said let's rest a spell
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And for the first time we all heard that awful rebel yell
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The waters of Manassas creek became a ruby red
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And many a Reb and Yankee boy lay in the willows dead
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We said we'll run 'em to Atlanta and to Galveston Bay
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But they ran us back to Washington and Philadelphia and Philadelphia
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A fight locked in the chest of time too horrible to tell
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Virginny's true green countryside became a lake of hell
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Don't count your chicks before they're hatched or you'll work until it's done
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Remember yes remember long the Battle of Bull Run
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We said we'll run 'em to Atlanta and to Galveston Bay
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But they ran us back to Washington and Philadelphia and Philadelphia
The sun shown bright and clear that day we all left Washington
F C
To lick the Rebel boys in gray at the Battle of Bull Run
F C
They came from Pennsylvania and some from Maryland
F C
To see the Rebel boys get spanked by Honest Abe's broad hand
F C
We said we'll run 'em to Atlanta and to Galveston Bay
F C F C
But they ran us back to Washington and Philadelphia and Philadelphia
F C
The ladies wore their brightest shawls the gentlemen were gay
F C
They came to see their Yankee boys whip old Virginia
F C
I held my momma's hand and skipped when a soldier said to me
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Would you rather have Jeff Davis' hat or the sword of Bobbie Lee
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We said we'll run 'em to Atlanta and to Galveston Bay
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But they ran us back to Washington and Philadelphia and Philadelphia
F C
And then the general doffed his hat and said let's rest a spell
F C
And for the first time we all heard that awful rebel yell
F C
The waters of Manassas creek became a ruby red
F C
And many a Reb and Yankee boy lay in the willows dead
F C
We said we'll run 'em to Atlanta and to Galveston Bay
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But they ran us back to Washington and Philadelphia and Philadelphia
F C
A fight locked in the chest of time too horrible to tell
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Virginny's true green countryside became a lake of hell
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Don't count your chicks before they're hatched or you'll work until it's done
F C
Remember yes remember long the Battle of Bull Run
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We said we'll run 'em to Atlanta and to Galveston Bay
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But they ran us back to Washington and Philadelphia and Philadelphia
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