John Dillon No One Would Believe A Summer Could Be So Cold Lyrics

I've needed you from time to time

but never as much as now

I've grabbed some love from the whores in town

but it don't satisfy somehow

I still got the letter you sent last summer

when I fell at Mechanicsville

I guess you don't know when you'll see me again

of if you ever will

it ain't easy, this living off the land

it ain't easy, oh how I need your hand

to hold - God, no one'd believe a summer could be so
damn cold

you may've heard of the cost of the Gettysburg loss

well I was there with Lee

and since Vicksburg's gone, it won't take 'em long

to capture Tennessee

sometimes I wonder if we're doing right

and if we're going to win this war

I start to forget just why we're here

and what we're fighting for

it ain't easy, living off the land it ain't easy, oh how I need your hand

to hold - God, no one'd believe a summer could be so
damn cold

Sweet Polly, I've tried to get back to you

to be by your side - but I can't leave now

Grant's army's pushing through

(PICKIN' PIANO, & THUNDER)

they tell you stories of valour and glory

but they ain't near the fact

heroes look bad when all they had

bin eaten by the worms and rats

I hear dying men calling with gangrene crawling

through their flesh and bones

I've seen thousands pleading as they lie bleeding

ain't it time to go back home

it ain't easy, living off the land

it ain't easy, oh how I need your hand

to hold - God, no one'd believe a summer could be so
damn cold