"COMMON GROUND (Lay These Old Guns Down)" genre: Country General
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	A poignant Civil War ballad with a message for today.
	Credits: © 1998 Paul Jefferson, Bernie Sims, Marsha Sims, Steve McClintock
	Lyrics COMMON GROUND Verse: Sergeant Woods from Ohio Saw a puff of rifle smoke. And Private Sims from Georgia Had never shot a man before. But that Yankee fell, Not ten feet away. Verse: The sergeant coughed and cleared his throat, Reached up and grabbed that rebel's coat, And said "Son, What's your name? I'm gonna die but you ain't to blame. It's a crazy thing, I'd have done the same." Chorus: But don't you think it's time We lay these old guns down? Don't you think it's time We found some common ground? So the story is told today How Bull Run waters Ran red with blue and gray. Verse: In an attic of an old farm house Lies a letter long forgotten now "Dear Mrs. Woods, I'm Private Sims, The poor wretched soul who shot your man. To my dying day I will hear him say..." Chorus: Don't you think it's time...

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