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General Taylor

Richard Thompson; Jack Shit
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General Taylor gained the day Walk him along, John, carry him along General Taylor gained the day Carry him to his burying ground To me, way, hey, Stormy Walk him along, John, carry him along To me, way, hey, Stormy Carry him to his burying ground Well I wish I was old Stormy's son Walk him along, John, carry him along I'd build a ship ten thousand tonne Carry him to his burying ground To me, way, hey, Stormy Walk him along, John, carry him along To me, way, hey, Stormy Carry him to his burying ground We'll load her up with ale and rum Walk him along, John, carry him along That every shellback should have some Carry him to his burying ground To me, way, hey, Stormy Walk him along, John, carry him along To me, way, hey, Stormy Carry him to his burying ground We'll dig his grave with a silver spade Walk him along, John, carry him along His shroud of finest silk is made Carry him to his burying ground To me, way, hey, Stormy Walk him along, John, carry him along To me, way, hey, Stormy Carry him to his burying ground We'll lower him down on a golden chain Walk him along, John, carry him along On every link we'll carve his name Carry him to his burying ground To me, way, hey, Stormy Walk him along, John, carry him along To me, way, hey, Stormy Carry him to his burying ground Well General Taylor's dead and gone Walk him along, John, carry him along Well General Taylor's dead and gone Carry him to his burying ground To me, way, hey, Stormy Walk him along, John, carry him along To me, way, hey, Stormy Carry him to his burying ground