Abraham from Underneath by Kurt Gunn

Abraham, alone at night
Pens a letter by candlelight
Moon spills over the wooden desk
His war has put him to the test

North and South, Blue and Grey, Black and White
Cannons blast on battlefields where young men die

Lydia Bixby, of Boston Mass
Her five sons fought then returned back
In wooden boxes, aboard a train
She watched them lowered in their graves

North and South, Blue and Grey, Black and White
Marching drums on battlefields where young men die

Abraham, alone at night
Pens a letter by candlelight
He grieves the woman with words to sooth
Try to ease the pain of ones you loose

North and South, Blue and Grey, Black and White
Cannons blast on battlefields where young men die
And still Ms Bixby finds herself alone in morning light
What can he say to make that right?

• Americana
• Folk
• indie
• singer-songwriter
• De Pere