In the howling wind comes a stinging rain See 'em driving nails into souls on the tree of pain From a firefly a red orange glow I see the face of fear running scared in the valley below
The sky The sky Bullet the blue sky Bullet the blue sky Bullet the blue sky Bullet the blue sky
In the locust wind comes a rattle and hum Jacob wrestled the angel, the angel was overcome You plant a demon seed, you raise a flower of fire See them burning crosses, see the flames higher and higher
The sky The sky Bullet the blue sky Bullet the blue sky Bullet the blue sky Bullet the blue sky
When Johnny comes marching home again Hurrah, hurrah When Johnny comes marching home Home, home What's a home What's a home Where's the home
Peace, please, I want it Peace
These are the hands that built America America
When Johnny comes marching home again Hurrah, hurrah When Johnny comes marching home again Hurrah, hurrah Will he be a man, I guess he was a boy As long as he comes back to Illinois