Leaving all behind,
 The award is to be found
 Like a scene from a dream
 And a vision of heavenly might
 In the cradle of this war, I know,
 And that's for sure
 When the battle's done:
 There can be only one
 I am marching against evil
 May the Lord be on our side

 Ready to fight; fire at will
 We shall die in Gettysburg
 Ready to fight; fire at will
 People will cry over Gettysburg

 This inferno turned me blind
 There was fire and smoke all around
 Dead bodies and blood everywhere
 In this unholy ground
 Now the future is no more,
 We're all lost to this vicious [bad word]  When the victory's won,
 I'm a fatherless son
 We went out to fight for glory
 Only one of us came home

 I sit here on my porch
 As an old and lonely man
 Sometimes I recall
 Whenn terror [bad word] the land
 Was it right to go to arms
 To defend the freedom rights
 I am sure or else I've lived upon a lie