Ride By Betsy Dowdy

Ride by Betsey Dowdy Old Jarvis used to always say That the British will come someday And burn our houses darn them all So on Joe Dowdy he had to call. Joe, Great Bridge, Dunsmore's heading for Then he will be here we know for sure Stealing everything that is in his site No one will be here to help us fight. Betsy heard this trembling with fear They'll steal my horse Black Bess oh dear She called, "Bess, Bessie, Black Beauty, Come now for we must do our duty." Horse and her galloped along the sea Gen'l Skinner'll beat 'em off said she After reaching his home rushed inside To tell her true story with great pride. Betsey soon came home in time to share All the nice notes of victory in the air Proud people out they immediately cried, "Dear God, thank You for Betsey's ride." James Thomas Horn, Retired Veteran