How are you conscript? How are you today?
The Provost Marshal's got you in a very tight place they say
But oh you should not mind it, nor breathe another sigh
For you're only going to Dixie to fight and mind your eye
Oh, oh, oh, how are you conscript? How are you today?
The Provost Marshal's got you in a very tight place they say
How are you conscript? How are you, my boy?
I suppose you take it rather hard since you're your mother's joy
But Uncle Sam says you're the one to go in hip and thigh
For you're only going to Dixie to fight, and mind your eye
Oh, oh, oh how are you conscript? How are you today?
The Provost Marshal's got you in a very tight place they say
How are you conscript? How are you, I say?
Have you got three hundred greenbacks to pony up and pay?
If not, you are a goner, now don't you fret and cry
For you're only going to Dixie to fight and mind your eye
Oh, oh, oh, how are you conscript? How are you today?
The Provost Marshal's got you in a very tight place they say
How are you conscript? How are you today?
You'll give us all a lock of hair before you go away
And when you do come home again you'll see the same as I
For you're only going to Dixie to fight and mind your eye
Oh, oh, oh, how are you conscript? How are you today?
The Provost Marshal's got you in a very tight place they say