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Well, I have three we used to sing at home, accompanied by banjo (my father) and guitar (my brother).
He's Coming to Us Dead Ralph Stanley?
One morning when the office had opened, a man quite old in years
Stood by the Express Office, showing signs of grief and tears
And as the clerk approached him, these trembling words did say
I'm waiting for my boy sir, he's coming home today
Well you have made a slight mistake, and you must surely know
That this is a telegraph office sir, and not the town depot
And if your boy's a coming home, the clerk did smile and say
You'll find him with the passengers, at the station just over the way
No you do not understand me sir, the old man shook his head
He's coming not as a passenger, but by express instead
He's coming home to mother, the old man gently said
He's coming home in a casket sir, he's coming to us dead
And then a whistle pierced their ears, “express train” someone cried
The old man rose in a breathless daze, and quickly rushed outside
And then a long white casket was lowered to the ground
Showing signs of grief and tears, to those who gathered round
He said do not treat him roughly boys, it contains our darling Jack
He went away as you boys are, this way he's coming back
He broke his dear old mother's heart, her words have all come true
She said it’s the way that he'd come home, if he joined the boys in blue.
Searching for a Soldier's Grave Kitty Wells?
Somewhere here among these many thousands
Of Americans who all died true and brave
That's where I know I'll find him resting
So I'm here, I'm searching for his grave
You ask me, stranger, why I made this journey
Why cross three thousand miles of rolling waves
Like many others, my darling was killed in action
That's why I'm here, I'm searching for his grave
When I come to the spot where he's sleeping
I know it will cause more heartaches inside
But I'll long to be by his side once more and tell him
Tell him that I love him, and will until I die
Last Night I Had the Strangest Dream Ed McCurdy
Last night I had the strangest dream,
I never dreamed before.
I dreamed the world had all agreed
To put an end to war.
I dreamed I saw a mighty room,
The room was filled with men.
And the papers they were signing said
They'd never fight again.
And when the papers were all signed,
And a million copies made
They all joined hands and bowed their heads,
And grateful prayers were made.
And the people in the streets below,
They all danced round and round.
And guns and swords and uniforms
Were scattered on the ground.
Last night I had the strangest dream,
I never dreamed before.
I dreamed the world had all agreed
To put an end to war.
I dreamed I saw a mighty room,
The room was filled with men.
And the papers they were signing said
They'd never fight again.
He's Coming to Us Dead Ralph Stanley?
One morning when the office had opened, a man quite old in years
Stood by the Express Office, showing signs of grief and tears
And as the clerk approached him, these trembling words did say
I'm waiting for my boy sir, he's coming home today
Well you have made a slight mistake, and you must surely know
That this is a telegraph office sir, and not the town depot
And if your boy's a coming home, the clerk did smile and say
You'll find him with the passengers, at the station just over the way
No you do not understand me sir, the old man shook his head
He's coming not as a passenger, but by express instead
He's coming home to mother, the old man gently said
He's coming home in a casket sir, he's coming to us dead
And then a whistle pierced their ears, “express train” someone cried
The old man rose in a breathless daze, and quickly rushed outside
And then a long white casket was lowered to the ground
Showing signs of grief and tears, to those who gathered round
He said do not treat him roughly boys, it contains our darling Jack
He went away as you boys are, this way he's coming back
He broke his dear old mother's heart, her words have all come true
She said it’s the way that he'd come home, if he joined the boys in blue.
Searching for a Soldier's Grave Kitty Wells?
Somewhere here among these many thousands
Of Americans who all died true and brave
That's where I know I'll find him resting
So I'm here, I'm searching for his grave
You ask me, stranger, why I made this journey
Why cross three thousand miles of rolling waves
Like many others, my darling was killed in action
That's why I'm here, I'm searching for his grave
When I come to the spot where he's sleeping
I know it will cause more heartaches inside
But I'll long to be by his side once more and tell him
Tell him that I love him, and will until I die
Last Night I Had the Strangest Dream Ed McCurdy
Last night I had the strangest dream,
I never dreamed before.
I dreamed the world had all agreed
To put an end to war.
I dreamed I saw a mighty room,
The room was filled with men.
And the papers they were signing said
They'd never fight again.
And when the papers were all signed,
And a million copies made
They all joined hands and bowed their heads,
And grateful prayers were made.
And the people in the streets below,
They all danced round and round.
And guns and swords and uniforms
Were scattered on the ground.
Last night I had the strangest dream,
I never dreamed before.
I dreamed the world had all agreed
To put an end to war.
I dreamed I saw a mighty room,
The room was filled with men.
And the papers they were signing said
They'd never fight again.