Arrowhead

Mama, if you could see me now I'm not the boy you knew in Macon town They found a uniform about my size It's a little big I guess, but that's alright Mama, if you could see me know Mama, they're treating me right well The men all say I brought this good luck spell I am the mascot of the Third Brigade They will not march unless I lead the way Mama, they're treating me right well Mama, I do not have a gun I'm only lucky when I'm banging on my drum But I skinned a rabbit for the cook last night He said that I could keep his bowie knife Mama, I do not have a gun Mama, I lost my arrowhead It was big enough to strike a bobcat dead Must've fallen when I climbed that tree Yankee fires as far as I could see Mama, I lost my arrowhead Mama, the troops are falling in And we must move while we've still got the wind The scouts are fanning out like whippoorwills Today we're marching over Bloody Hill Mama, the troops are falling in Mama, I never thought I'd run But something happened when I saw those Yankees come Now I've been running now a week or two Too ashamed to come back home to you Mama, I never thought I'd run --- Arrowhead - Richard Shindell