What a poignant and moving rendition of this song. So easy to imagine a simple gray bearded fiddler taking out his instrument around a flickering fire and slowly, like the rendition here, playing this tune, not to rouse the passions of the troops, but to remind them of how sad it was, whatever the lyrics might be, how very sad it was that both sides, Americans all, must slay one another to settle their grievances. I hope that in that last, final bivouac, they have had the chance to sing many songs like this knowing their posterity have settled those grievances and that they are remembered and honored now and for ages to come.