Audra Mae - Sullivan's Letter lyrics

Sullivan Ballou july of 1861
Wrote to his wife and seven odd days later
He lost his life
In the First Battle of Bull Run
And the letter read

When the breeze brushes against your cheek
Heaven is sending you my breath
Oh, my Sarah, dear do not mourn me dead
Think I am gone and wait for me
For we shall meet again
My love for you is deathless
Unlike the flesh of men
So if my love of country
Leaves me breathless
And I cannot write you, my love, again
Remember

When the breeze brushes against your cheek
Heaven is sending you my breath
Oh, my Sarah, dear do not mourn me dead
Think I am gone and wait for me
For we shall meet again

And our future lies in ashes
And Sarah, you must rise from ashes

When the breeze brushes against your cheek
Heaven is sending you my breath
When the breeze brushes against your cheek
Heaven is sending you my breath

Oh, my Sarah
Wait for me, for we shall meet again

Sullivan