Johnny Reb And Billy Yank

Oh, Johnny Reb and Billy Yank

Don't you wish that you were fishin

Some for North; some for South

Back in your old home town

Oh, Virginia is your home, Johnny Reb

And your home is old New England, Billy Yank

From the South and from the North

You will meet as you go forth

Just two kids who went and joined the private ranks

Oh, Johnny Reb and Billy Yank

Don't you wish that you were fishin

Some for North; some for South

Back in your old home town

Over meadows, swamp and woods they would go

'Til one day they met beside a river deep

They were tired and they were hot

And before they fired a shot

They both fell into a hole and fell asleep

Oh, Johnny Reb and Billy Yank

Don't you wish that you were fishin

Some for North; some for South

Back in your old home town

Time and time again they met sure as day

As they brushed each other they would wink and smile

Then those friendly enemies

Raised their rifles if you please

And they'd fire and miss each other by a mile

Oh, Johnny Reb and Billy Yank

Don't you wish that you were fishin

Some for North; some for South

Back in your old home town

Tell me Billy have you had your first shave

Have you ever felt some stubble on your chin.

Somethin's growin on my lip

Only one but it's a pip

So I guess my shavin days will soon begin

Oh, Johnny Reb and Billy Yank

Don't you wish that you were fishin

Some for North; some for South

Back in your old home town