The Legend Of The Rebel Soldier Chords by Lee Ann Womack
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Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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In a dreary Yankee prison, where a rebel
[D] soldier lay,
by his side there stood a preacher, ere his soul should [G] pass away.
And he faintly whispered, Parson, as he clutched him [D] by the hand,
Oh, Parson, tell me quickly, will my soul pass [G] through the Southland?
[D]
[G] Will my soul pass through the Southland to my old [D] Virginia grand?
Will I see the hills of Georgia and the green fields of [G] Alabama?
Will I see that little church house [D] where I pledged [Em] my [D] heart and hand?
Oh, Parson, tell me quickly, will my soul pass [G] through the Southland?
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Was for lovin', dear old Dixie, in this dreary cell [D] I've lied,
Was for lovin', dear old Dixie, in this [D] northern state [G] I've [D] died.
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Will you see my little daughter?
Will you make her [D] understand?
Oh, Parson, tell me quickly, will my soul pass [G] through the Southland?
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With his soul pure as a lily, in his body
[D] sanctified,
In that dreary Yankee prison, the brave rebel [G] soldier died.
Then the Parson looked up to heaven, and in [C] blessing [A]
[D] raised his hand.
Father, grant this soldier's wishes, may his soul pass [G] through the Southland.
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[D] soldier lay,
by his side there stood a preacher, ere his soul should [G] pass away.
And he faintly whispered, Parson, as he clutched him [D] by the hand,
Oh, Parson, tell me quickly, will my soul pass [G] through the Southland?
[D]
[G] Will my soul pass through the Southland to my old [D] Virginia grand?
Will I see the hills of Georgia and the green fields of [G] Alabama?
Will I see that little church house [D] where I pledged [Em] my [D] heart and hand?
Oh, Parson, tell me quickly, will my soul pass [G] through the Southland?
[D]
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Was for lovin', dear old Dixie, in this dreary cell [D] I've lied,
Was for lovin', dear old Dixie, in this [D] northern state [G] I've [D] died.
[G]
Will you see my little daughter?
Will you make her [D] understand?
Oh, Parson, tell me quickly, will my soul pass [G] through the Southland?
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With his soul pure as a lily, in his body
[D] sanctified,
In that dreary Yankee prison, the brave rebel [G] soldier died.
Then the Parson looked up to heaven, and in [C] blessing [A]
[D] raised his hand.
Father, grant this soldier's wishes, may his soul pass [G] through the Southland.
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_ In a dreary _ _ _ Yankee prison, _ _ _ _ where a _ rebel _ _
_ [D] soldier lay, _ _ _ _
by his _ side _ there stood a preacher, _ _ _ _ ere his _ soul _ should [G] pass away. _ _ _ _
And he _ _ faintly _ _ whispered, Parson, _ _ _ as he _ clutched _ him [D] by the hand, _ _ _ _
Oh, _ Parson, _ _ tell me quickly, _ _ _ _ will my soul _ _ _ pass [G] through the Southland? _ _ _ _
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_ [G] _ _ _ _ _ Will my _ soul _ _ pass through the Southland _ to _ my _ old _ _ [D] Virginia grand?
_ _ _ _ Will I see _ _ the hills of Georgia _ _ and the green _ _ _ fields of [G] Alabama?
_ _ _ _ _ Will I see _ that _ little church _ house _ [D] where I _ pledged _ [Em] my [D] heart and hand? _ _ _ _ _
Oh, Parson, _ _ _ tell me quickly, _ _ _ will my soul _ _ pass [G] through the Southland? _ _ _ _ _
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Was for _ _ _ lovin', dear old _ Dixie, _ _ in this _ _ _ dreary _ cell [D] I've lied, _ _ _ _
Was for _ _ _ _ lovin', dear old _ _ Dixie, _ in this _ _ _ [D] northern state [G] I've [D] died.
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Will you see _ _ _ my little daughter? _ _ _
Will you _ make _ her _ [D] _ understand? _ _ _ _
Oh, Parson, _ _ _ tell me quickly, _ _ _ _ will my soul _ _ pass [G] through the Southland?
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With his soul _ _ pure as a lily, _ _ in his _ body _ _
[D] _ sanctified, _ _ _ _
In that _ _ _ _ dreary _ Yankee prison, _ _ _ _ the _ _ brave rebel [G] soldier died. _ _ _ _ _
Then the Parson _ _ _ looked up to heaven, _ _ _ and in _ _ [C] blessing _ [A] _
[D] raised his hand. _ _ _ _
Father, _ _ grant _ this _ soldier's wishes, _ _ may his soul _ _ _ pass [G] through the Southland. _ _ _
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_ In a dreary _ _ _ Yankee prison, _ _ _ _ where a _ rebel _ _
_ [D] soldier lay, _ _ _ _
by his _ side _ there stood a preacher, _ _ _ _ ere his _ soul _ should [G] pass away. _ _ _ _
And he _ _ faintly _ _ whispered, Parson, _ _ _ as he _ clutched _ him [D] by the hand, _ _ _ _
Oh, _ Parson, _ _ tell me quickly, _ _ _ _ will my soul _ _ _ pass [G] through the Southland? _ _ _ _
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_ [G] _ _ _ _ _ Will my _ soul _ _ pass through the Southland _ to _ my _ old _ _ [D] Virginia grand?
_ _ _ _ Will I see _ _ the hills of Georgia _ _ and the green _ _ _ fields of [G] Alabama?
_ _ _ _ _ Will I see _ that _ little church _ house _ [D] where I _ pledged _ [Em] my [D] heart and hand? _ _ _ _ _
Oh, Parson, _ _ _ tell me quickly, _ _ _ will my soul _ _ pass [G] through the Southland? _ _ _ _ _
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Was for _ _ _ lovin', dear old _ Dixie, _ _ in this _ _ _ dreary _ cell [D] I've lied, _ _ _ _
Was for _ _ _ _ lovin', dear old _ _ Dixie, _ in this _ _ _ [D] northern state [G] I've [D] died.
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Will you see _ _ _ my little daughter? _ _ _
Will you _ make _ her _ [D] _ understand? _ _ _ _
Oh, Parson, _ _ _ tell me quickly, _ _ _ _ will my soul _ _ pass [G] through the Southland?
_ _ [Em] _
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With his soul _ _ pure as a lily, _ _ in his _ body _ _
[D] _ sanctified, _ _ _ _
In that _ _ _ _ dreary _ Yankee prison, _ _ _ _ the _ _ brave rebel [G] soldier died. _ _ _ _ _
Then the Parson _ _ _ looked up to heaven, _ _ _ and in _ _ [C] blessing _ [A] _
[D] raised his hand. _ _ _ _
Father, _ _ grant _ this _ soldier's wishes, _ _ may his soul _ _ _ pass [G] through the Southland. _ _ _
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