Lyrics Jedidiah 1777 - Eliza Gilkyson

Jedidiah 1777

Jedidiah out in the snow
Walkin' the frozen trenchlines
Wet boots and his wool coat comin' apart at the seams
Rations of hard-baked dough
Handfuls of melting snow
What else can a man live on but his dreams?
Not twenty miles away
In the mansions of Philadelphia
Loyalists lay their money down on the king
We’ve provision enough for the day
But if victory were just for the wealthy
Our noble cause wouldn’t be worth the hardship we’re suffering
Send the cloth for a good waistcoat
I dream of your hearth and the fields of oat
I awake to the drum and the trembling note of the fifer
May it please God in His great mercy
To shelter our friends and our family
I remain your son most faithfully, Jedidiah
I have seen a man, who has seen a man
Who has heard the king
Tell of his intention our independence to declare
The peace will undoubtedly bring
A great revolution in commerce
May it be our rightful fortune to come in for a share