I've performed in the bluegrass field with many different bands, since 1974, am an ASCAP member, and recorded on the LR label, out of Germany.
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In 1863
©2009 Anthony Griffin
1. Lee and the Yankee army, for three days had a war
In the hills of Pennsylvania, at a place called Gettysburg
Almost two hundred thousand, men both rich and poor
Joined in bloody battle, to decide forevermore
2. Each man fought for freedom, each man had his cause
And fifty thousand lie together, on the fields of Gettysburg
The Rebels never ran away, and the Yankee’s held their line
And valor claimed its own for all, those three days in July
3. Pickett’s men, that fateful day
Marched as one, in battle array
They left their bodies on hallowed ground
With tears of angels, falling ‘round
4. A.P. Hill and Longstreet, and Lafayette McClaws
Pickett , Early and John Bell Hood, were those who led the Cause
And as the soldiers killed each other, with rifle, gun and sword
Their captains led these tattered men, while iron cannon roared
5. From the Round Top mountains, on that third day
The Yanks blew down the boys in grey
And General Lee, under that bright sun
Cried salt tears, for what he’d done
6. For three days in July, in 1863,
The grey and blue in thousands died, for generals Meade and Lee,
One dream lay dead upon the ground, their war was lost that day
And Yanks in blue took sad account, of the price they had to pay
7. Who can say who would prevail, that the battle might have turned
If Stuart ‘s horse had been in play, instead of glory earned
Or if Lee in his well-earned pride, had rested that last day
And if Sykes had not stood his ground, in that bloody fray
One hundred fifty years ago, in 1863
Two armies fought a bloody war
For life and liberty, in 1863
For three days in July, in 1863
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