Momma, hey Momma, come looking for me
I'm here in the meadow by the red maple tree
Momma, hey Momma, look sharp, here I be
Hey, hey, Momma, look sharp
Them soldiers they fired, oh Ma did we run
But then we turned round and the battle begun
Then I went under, oh Ma am I done
Hey, hey, Momma, look sharp
My eyes are wide open, my face to the sky
Is that you I'm hearing in the tall grass nearby?
Momma, come find me before I do die
Hey, hey, Momma, look sharp
I'll close your eyes, my Billy
Them eyes that cannot see
And I'll bury you, my Billy
Beneath the maple tree
And never again will you whisper to me
Hey, hey, oh Momma, look sharp