Lyrics Black Land Prairie - Dispatch

Black Land Prairie

What a son to say father let them go
Must’ve been a cappawock
Gone to black land prairie
To a safe house to lay low
And I’ll ride again…
Packed our bags for the Army of the James
Gone to find the last medicine take place
Gone to one way circus
Save a bullet for yourself
Then I’ll ride again.
Still run, the caravan, the caravan, the caravan