INTRO:     Girl with hair of flaming red Seeking perfect lover For to lie down on her feather bed Soft secrets to uncover Must be gentle must be strong With disposition sunny Just as faithful as the day is long And careful with his money And so the open letter read The news boy did deliver Three months later plans were made to wed Down by the King James river Lo the season may come Lo the season may go What love has joined together Will forever be made whole When the Master calls the roll                              Oh my darling William Lee Take me to the altar I don’t have strength to watch you as you leave But my love will never falter Oh my darling Mary Anne The march to war is calling Somewhere far across these southern lands Are bands of brothers falling My tender bride the tides demand That I leave you with your mother With my father’s rifle in one hand And your locket in the other Lo the season may come Lo the season may go Beware the storm clouds gather Take heed dear mortal soul When the Master calls the roll                              But can this union be preserved? The soldier boy was crying I will never travel back to her But not for lack of trying It’s a love of one true heart-ed lass That made the boy a hero But a rifle ball and a cannon blast Cut him down to zero Oh Virginia whence I came I’ll see you when I’m younger And I’ll know you by your hills again This time from six feet under Lo the season may come Lo the season may go What man has torn asunder Will someday be made whole When the Master calls the roll Though the storm clouds gather Let the Union be made whole When the Master calls the roll