General Taylor

Well general Taylor gained the dayWalk him along, John, carry him alongWell general Taylor he gained the dayCarry him to his bury'n groundTell me way, hey, you stormyWalk him along, John, carry him alongTel me way, hey, you stormyCarry him to his bury'n groundWe'll dig his grave with a silver spadeWalk him along, John, carry him alongHis shroud of the finest silk will be madeCarry him to his bury'n groundTell me way, hey, you stormyWalk him along, John, carry him alongTel me way, hey, you stormyCarry him to his bury'n groundWe'll lower him down on a golden chainWalk him along, John, carry him alongOn every inch we'll carve his nameCarry him to his bury'n groundTell me way, hey, you stormyWalk him along, John, carry him alongTel me way, hey, you stormyCarry him to his bury'n groundWell general Taylor he's all the goWalk him along, John, carry him alongHe's gone where the stormy winds won't blowCarry him to his bury'n groundTell me way, hey, you stormyWalk him along, John, carry him alongTel me way, hey, you stormyCarry him to his bury'n groundWell a point of run for every manWalk him along, John, carry him alongAnd a bloody great big barrel for shanty manCarry him to his bury'n groundTell me way, hey, you stormyWalk him along, John, carry him alongTel me way, hey, you stormyCarry him to his bury'n groundTell me way, hey, you stormyWalk him along, John, carry him alongTel me way, hey, you stormyCarry him to his bury'n groundWell general Taylor is dead and he's goneWalk him along, John, carry him alongWell general Taylor he's longed and goneCarry him to his bury'n groundTell me way, hey, you stormyWalk him along, John, carry him alongTel me way, hey, you stormyCarry him to his bury'n ground