Postcard from Spain

Addressed to Alabama

Lincoln-Washington Battalion,
April, 1938

Dear Folks at home:

I went out this mornin’
Old shells was a-fallin’
Whistlin’ and a-fallin’
When I went out this mornin’.

I’m way over here
A long ways from home,
Over here in Spanish country
But I don’t feel alone.

Folks over here don’t treat me
Like white folks used to do.
When I was home they treated me
Just like they treatin’ you.

I don’t think things’ll ever
Be like that again:
I done met up with folks
Who’ll fight for me now
Like I’m fightin’ now for Spain.
     Salud,
          Johnny