tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7575061201749703300.post7410677089580811318..comments2024-02-28T20:56:23.768-06:00Comments on Sipsey Street Irregulars: American Warrior Prepares to Move On to Fiddler's Green.Dutchman6http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935420042995679958noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7575061201749703300.post-33853039862950880962012-10-07T10:35:42.373-05:002012-10-07T10:35:42.373-05:00In peace he finally resides.
Of Men he lead us all...In peace he finally resides.<br />Of Men he lead us all.<br />On the Green, on the Green for us all.jgm (SGM, Ret.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7575061201749703300.post-30228722192719941872012-10-04T10:29:41.339-05:002012-10-04T10:29:41.339-05:00God bless and keep you, Sergeant Major. I hope to ...God bless and keep you, Sergeant Major. I hope to meet you when I get to Fiddler's Green.<br /><br />-BoarHawg<br /> 19DAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7575061201749703300.post-5096044272207841332012-10-04T08:29:33.652-05:002012-10-04T08:29:33.652-05:00Garryowen!
Sgt Maj
Garryowen!
Grenadier1Garryowen!<br />Sgt Maj<br />Garryowen!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Grenadier1Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7575061201749703300.post-71377169226794756192012-10-04T05:40:14.373-05:002012-10-04T05:40:14.373-05:00Death could not be reached for a comment, as it wa...Death could not be reached for a comment, as it was too busy pissing its pants in fear. Jimmy the Saintnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7575061201749703300.post-63590840945272540192012-10-03T21:58:23.352-05:002012-10-03T21:58:23.352-05:00Halfway down the trail to hell
In a shady meadow g...Halfway down the trail to hell<br />In a shady meadow green,<br />Are the souls of all dead troopers camped<br />Near a good old-time canteen<br /> And this eternal resting place<br /> Is known as Fiddler's Green.<br /><br />Marching past, straight through to hell,<br />The infantry are seen, '<br />Accompanied by the Engineers,<br />Artillery and Marine,<br /> For none but the shades of Cavalrymen<br /> Dismount at Flddlers' Green.<br /><br />Though some go curving down the trail<br />To seek a warmer scene,<br />No trooper ever gets to Hell<br />Ere he's emptied his canteen,<br /> And so rides back to drink agaln<br /> With friends at Fiddlers' Green.<br /><br />And so when man and horse go down<br />Beneath a saber keen,<br />Or in a roaring charge or fierce melee<br />You stop a bullet clean,<br /> And the hostiles come to get your scalp,<br /> Just empty your canteen,<br /> And put your pistol to your head<br /> And go to Fiddlers' Green.Pericleshttp://www.dallascitytroop.orgnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7575061201749703300.post-33090863637156192562012-10-03T20:44:06.973-05:002012-10-03T20:44:06.973-05:00God speed to the brave man. I was hoping to get to...God speed to the brave man. I was hoping to get to meet him once, but looks like that won't happen. He deserves a long rest.<br /><br />"Gentlemen! Prepare to defend yourselves!"Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com