When This Cruel Draft Is Over!
H. DE MARSAN, Publisher, 54 Chatham Street, New-York.
When this Cruel Draft is Over!
Dearest William, they will draft you;
They have placed your name on the list;
If you possessed a brown stone front,
Three hundred dollars wouldn’t be miss’d.
They tell me that when you are drafted,
You’ll be sent to the seat of war;
Then in battle you’ll be wounded,
And come home with many a scar.
If the Rebels they should kill you,
Then what would become of me?
I’m sure I’d die broken-hearted,
If your face I ne’er should see.