I slept and I dreamed of a time long agoI saw an army of rebels, dancing on airI dreamed as I slept, I could see the
campfires,A song of the battle, that was born in the flames,and the rebels were waltzing on air.I danced with a girl to the
tune of a waltzthat was written to be danced on the battlefieldI danced to the tune of a voice of a girlA voice that called