Testo Tol' My Captain

Tol' my captain my hands was cold Set down your hands boy, let the wheeling roll I asked my captain to give me time Damned old captain wouldn't pay me no mind I raised my hand to wipe the sweat off my head Captain got mad, Lord shot my buddy dead He kept on walkin' up and down Buddy laying there dead, Lord On the burning ground If I'd a had my weight and line I'd a whipped that captain Till he went stone blind If you don't believe my buddy is dead Just look at that hole in my buddy's head The buzzard's circlin' round the sky Oh that captain sure is bound to die Sure is bound to die.