Take the Central Georgia Home
©2012 Daniel Weber / Highway142Music (ASCAP)

There's a silence in the Dixie wind; that blows from deep within
The boys are all scattered, up and down this rocky road
We've been marching south since Saylor's Creek, with no shoes on our feet
And the ones who can't walk, they'll take the Central Georgia home

I'm a Private in this regiment, Tige Anderson's Georgia 5th
What's left or what's become of it, only God would know
I enlisted when the fever swept, the powder keg that Sumter lit
But all we ever wanted, was to be left alone

Chorus
And we joined for adventure; we left with our Brothers
We searched for our Fathers---who never came back home
We fought for God, and then for country, but we never fought for money
And for Bobby Lee who said "Take the Central Georgia Home"

Cold Harbor, Antietam, O' Death how'd we cheat him?
When so many brothers, on both sides are gone
So when the ‘King of Spades' said "Boys dig in", we did it time and time again
Then wrote to next of kin, "Take the Central Georgia Home"

Bridge
Some say the war is over, some think that it's only just begun
Well there's rumor about, that General Lee sold us out
Could the Old Man, be wrong?

The Central Georgia runs through Sherman's path, crows are left to do the math
They'll separate the wheat from chafe, where a boy once called home
But that day is just a memory, like smoke and God turned out to be
Like the day that Bobby Lee said "Take the Central Georgia Home"

Chorus
And we joined for adventure; we left with our Brothers
We searched for our Fathers---who never came back home
We fought for God, and then for country, but we never fought for money
And for Bobby Lee who said "Take the Central Georgia Home"

Coda
We fought for God, and then for country, but we never fought for money
And for Bobby Lee who said "Take the Central Georgia Home"