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American Ballads and Folk Songs
"Would you be like an Indian, to stand by a tree?" And with his broadsword, cut him down instantly. His brother stood by him, and saw he was slain, . His passion grew on him, he could not refrain.
"Although you're a general, brave Braddock," said he, "Revenged for the death of my brother I'll be." When Washington saw that, he quickly drew nigh, Said, "O my bold soldier, Pd have you forbear."
"No, I will take his life, if it ruins us all." And Washington turned round to not see him fall. He up with his musket, and there shot him down. Then Braddock replied, "I received a wound.
"If here is this place, my life I should yield, Pray carry your general, boys, out of the field." |
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Then General Gatefore, he took the command, And fought like a hero for old Eng-i-land. He fled through the ranks, like a cat to her game, But alas, and alack, he was short-i-ly slain.
Then General Gates, he took the command, And fought like a hero for old Eng-i-land. He wished that the river had never been crossed And so many Englishmen shamefully lost.
We had for to cross, it was at the very last, And cross over the river, they killed us so fast. Men fell in the river till they stopped up the flood And the streams of that river ran red down with blood.
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