Two horses were trotting, they pranced and they ran Each one was commanded by a Cavalry man Two horses stood grazing, where their dead riders lay A Union mare and a Confederate grey They nuzzled each other, they teased and had fun They bathed in the warm rays of the old Southern sun No more senseless orders for them to obey So they acted like lovers, this mare and this grey Now these are such sad times, that we're all living in For killing your brother is the mughtiest sin How happy we'd be, if we acted the way Of the Union mare and the Confederate grey Two horses were trotting, they pranced and they ran Each one was commanded by a Cavalry man Two horses stood grazing, where their dead riders lay The Union mare and the Confederate grey The Union mare and the Confederate grey
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