’nd I havin’ my opinyin uv him.
But down in Tennessee one night
Ther wuz sound uv firin’ fur away,
’nd the sergeant allowed ther’d be a fight
With the Johnnie Rebs some time nex’ day;
’nd as I wuz thinkin’ uv Lizzie ’nd home
Jim stood afore me, long ’nd slim,—
He havin’ his opinyin uv me,
’nd I havin’ my opinyin uv him.
