Write A Letter To My Mother (Charlie Poole) 
Raise me in your arms, my brother Let me see the glorious sun I am very faint and dying How’s the battle, lost or won? I remember you, my brother Sent to me that fatal dart Brothers fighting against brother ’Tis well, ’tis well that us depart 
Write a letter to my mother Send it when her boy is dead That he perished by his brother Not a word of that be said 
Father’s fighting for the Union You may meet him on the field Would you raise your arm to smite him Or would you bid that father yield? He who loved us in our childhood Taught the evening prayers we said Brother, take from me a warning I’ll soon be numbered with the dead 
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