General Taylor gained the day
Walk him along, John, carry him along
General Taylor gained the day
Carry him to his burying ground
To me way, hey, Stormy
Walk him along, John, carry him along
To me way, hey, Stormy
Carry him to his burying ground
I wish I was old Stormy's son
Walk him along, John, carry him along
I'd build me a ship of 10,000 ton
Carry him to his burying ground
To me way, hey, Stormy
Walk him along, John, carry him along
To me way, hey, Stormy
Carry him to his burying ground
I'd load her down with ale and rum
Walk him along, John, carry him along
And every sailor on board would have some
Carry him to his burying ground
To me way, hey, Stormy
Walk him along, John, carry him along
To me way, hey, Stormy
Carry him to his burying ground
We'd dig his grave with a silver spade
Walk him along, John, carry him along
His shroud of the finest silk would be made
Carry him to his burying ground
To me way, hey, Stormy
Walk him along, John, carry him along
To me way, hey, Stormy
Carry him to his burying ground
I'd lower him down on a golden chain
Walk him along, John, carry him along
On every link we'd carve Stormy's name
Carry him to his burying ground
To me way, hey, Stormy
Walk him along, John, carry him along
To me way, hey, Stormy
Carry him to his burying ground
General Taylor died long ago
Walk him along, John, carry him along
He's gone to where the winds never blow
Carry him to his burying ground
To me way, hey, Stormy
Walk him along, John, carry him along
To me way, hey, Stormy
Carry him to his burying ground
To me way, hey, Stormy
Walk him along, John, carry him along
To me way, hey, Stormy
Carry him to his burying ground
Walk him along, John, carry him along
General Taylor gained the day
Carry him to his burying ground
To me way, hey, Stormy
Walk him along, John, carry him along
To me way, hey, Stormy
Carry him to his burying ground
I wish I was old Stormy's son
Walk him along, John, carry him along
I'd build me a ship of 10,000 ton
Carry him to his burying ground
To me way, hey, Stormy
Walk him along, John, carry him along
To me way, hey, Stormy
Carry him to his burying ground
I'd load her down with ale and rum
Walk him along, John, carry him along
And every sailor on board would have some
Carry him to his burying ground
To me way, hey, Stormy
Walk him along, John, carry him along
To me way, hey, Stormy
Carry him to his burying ground
We'd dig his grave with a silver spade
Walk him along, John, carry him along
His shroud of the finest silk would be made
Carry him to his burying ground
To me way, hey, Stormy
Walk him along, John, carry him along
To me way, hey, Stormy
Carry him to his burying ground
I'd lower him down on a golden chain
Walk him along, John, carry him along
On every link we'd carve Stormy's name
Carry him to his burying ground
To me way, hey, Stormy
Walk him along, John, carry him along
To me way, hey, Stormy
Carry him to his burying ground
General Taylor died long ago
Walk him along, John, carry him along
He's gone to where the winds never blow
Carry him to his burying ground
To me way, hey, Stormy
Walk him along, John, carry him along
To me way, hey, Stormy
Carry him to his burying ground
To me way, hey, Stormy
Walk him along, John, carry him along
To me way, hey, Stormy
Carry him to his burying ground