In July 1863 A nation torn in tragedy A trick of fate,Two great armies merge Gods of war at Gettysburg Devastation lies ahead 50,000 bodies litter the land Hell rages three full days The reaper sows, there's the devil to pay
The pressure's on and the resb's attack The yanks must hold, They can't fall back Just two brigades, 2000 strong Against 20,000 they can't hold long
General Reynolds makes his way Expect no mercy from the iron brigade Until he shows they're on their own But Buford's men have a will of stone
Bayonets gleam in the moorning sun Smoke and fire belching from their guns Another volley and again they strike Thousands more comin' down Chambersbourg pike
Chorus This tragedy and what it brings All th devastation The reaper has his way Men will kill, Blood will spill To preserve the nation There's the devil to pay
South of town down the Emmitsburg road The first corps are starting to show For Buford's men, They're here just in time The desperate need to strenghthen the line
Bodies dropping the blue and the grey Muskets fire and cannon blaze The union fights defending the town But they're outnumbered and losing ground
From the north and the west mre rebels arrive Thousands more and the fight multiplies McPhearson's ridge and the black hats strike A rebel sharshooter takes Reynolds life
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Attack! Attack! General Lee gives command They're overwhelmed, The situation demands The federals retreat and rush out of town But they have fortified and saved the high ground
The day ends in victory for the south Lee's as convinced as god's will is profound They are invincible and their cause is just But longstreet is cautions and lacking in trust
Across the way the union digs in The round tops, cemetary ridge and out to culps hill their lines are strong, No denying they'll stay When the confederates strike There'll be the devil to pay!