I have a cousin who is well versed in many different folk songs. I remembered a song she sung via harp many years ago and recently sent her an email asking for information on the song. This was triggered by a discussion regarding cleaning rifles on one of the AC forums in which the author noted that he had found that some soldiers used built-in plumbing to "create water" for cleaning their rifles in the heat of battle. Regardless of that discussion, this was too good not to pass on.
No documentation other than what Ellen has provided below.
Here is her reply:
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Ellen Zweifel James December 8 at 5:29pm
Oh, yes, the one that came out of the siege of Selma. This turned up in the Kaiser Medical Foundation Journal (I think) around 1958. During the siege, a town official sought materials for making gunpowder, and published the following notice: "The ladies of Selma are requested to preserve the chamber lye [produced on] their premises, for the purpose of making nitre. A barrel will be sent round daily to collect it." This led to the following lament:
John Harrolson, John Harrolson, you are a wretched creature!
You've added to this bloody war a new and awful feature.
You'd have us think while every man is bound to be a fighter
The ladies, bless the dears, should save their pee for nitre.
John Harrolson, John Harrolson, where did you get the notion
To send your barrel round the town to gather up the lotion?
We thought the girls had work enough making shirts and kissing
But you have put the pretty dears to patriotic pissing.
John Harrolson, John Harrolson, do pray invent a neater
And somewhat more modest mode of making your saltpetre
For 'tis an awful idea, John, gunpowdery and cranky,
That when a lady lifts her shift, she's killing off a Yankee.
The article claims that the song was printed on toilet paper (did that exist then?) and distributed throughout the Confederacy. A copy fell into enemy hands, and this reply made its way back:
John Harrolson, John Harrolson, we've heard in song and story
How through the years, women's tears have moistened fields of glory
But never was it told before amid such scenes of slaughter
Your Southern beauties dried their tears and went to making water.
No wonder Rebel boys are brave - who wouldn't be a fighter
If every time he fired his gun, he used his sweetheart's nitre?
And visa-versa, what could make a Yankee soldier sadder
Than dodging bullets fired from a pretty woman's bladder?
They say there was a subtle smell that lingered in that powder
And as the smoke grew thicker and the din of battle louder
That there was found to this compound one serious objection:
No soldier boy could sniff it without having an erection.
Enjoy! Sorry it took me so long to reply.
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No documentation other than what Ellen has provided below.
Here is her reply:
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Ellen Zweifel James December 8 at 5:29pm
Oh, yes, the one that came out of the siege of Selma. This turned up in the Kaiser Medical Foundation Journal (I think) around 1958. During the siege, a town official sought materials for making gunpowder, and published the following notice: "The ladies of Selma are requested to preserve the chamber lye [produced on] their premises, for the purpose of making nitre. A barrel will be sent round daily to collect it." This led to the following lament:
John Harrolson, John Harrolson, you are a wretched creature!
You've added to this bloody war a new and awful feature.
You'd have us think while every man is bound to be a fighter
The ladies, bless the dears, should save their pee for nitre.
John Harrolson, John Harrolson, where did you get the notion
To send your barrel round the town to gather up the lotion?
We thought the girls had work enough making shirts and kissing
But you have put the pretty dears to patriotic pissing.
John Harrolson, John Harrolson, do pray invent a neater
And somewhat more modest mode of making your saltpetre
For 'tis an awful idea, John, gunpowdery and cranky,
That when a lady lifts her shift, she's killing off a Yankee.
The article claims that the song was printed on toilet paper (did that exist then?) and distributed throughout the Confederacy. A copy fell into enemy hands, and this reply made its way back:
John Harrolson, John Harrolson, we've heard in song and story
How through the years, women's tears have moistened fields of glory
But never was it told before amid such scenes of slaughter
Your Southern beauties dried their tears and went to making water.
No wonder Rebel boys are brave - who wouldn't be a fighter
If every time he fired his gun, he used his sweetheart's nitre?
And visa-versa, what could make a Yankee soldier sadder
Than dodging bullets fired from a pretty woman's bladder?
They say there was a subtle smell that lingered in that powder
And as the smoke grew thicker and the din of battle louder
That there was found to this compound one serious objection:
No soldier boy could sniff it without having an erection.
Enjoy! Sorry it took me so long to reply.
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