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In a Gdreary Yankee prison
Where a Rebel soldier Dlay
DBy his side there stood a preacher
?Ere his soul should pass aGway
As he faintly whispered, ?Parson,?
As he clutched him by the Dhand
D?Oh Parson, tell me quickly,
Will my soul pass through the GSouthland??
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G?Will my soul pass through the Southland,
Through old Virginia Dgrand
DWill I see the hills of Georgia
And the green fields of Ala-Gbam??
G?Will I see that little church house
Where I pledged my heart and Dhand
DOh Parson, tell me quickly,
Will my soul pass through the GSouthland??
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G?Was for lovin?, dear old Dixie
In this dreary cell I Dlie
DWas for lovin?, dear old Dixie
In this northern state I Gdie.?
G?Will you see my little daughter?
Will you make her underDstand?
DOh Parson, tell me quickly,
Will my soul pass through the GSouthland??
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With hGis soul pure as a lily
And his body sanctiDfied
In that Ddreary yankee prison
The brave rebel soldiGer died
Then theG parson looked up to heaven
And in blessing raised hDis hand
Father Dgrant this soldier?s wishes
May his soul pass through the GSouthland
GDG
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