The sun beat down on dusty ground a summer's heat that scorched the air
A thousand flags a thousand men stood poised with hearts full of despair
From Pennsylvania hills a battle cry a clash of steel of cannons' roar
The Union blue and Confederate gray fought hard on that Gettysburg shore
Pickett's Charge a desperate thrust a sea of gray across the field
A wall of fire a line of death where bravery and courage yielded
The cornfield high a bloody grave where men fell never to rise again
A symphony of suffering a chorus sung in the hearts of men
Oh Gettysburg a battlefield where freedom's fight was fiercely won
The echoes of those cannon balls still linger beneath the setting sun
Through rolling hills and wooded slopes the story whispers loud and clear
Of courage loss and sacrifice that stained the earth with blood and fear
The aftermath a solemn hush a battlefield that held its breath
The wounded groaned their spirits low beneath the looming wings of death
The victor's pride a bitter taste for victory came at such a cost
A nation torn a future bright forever marked by that which was lost
From Little Round Top to Cemetery Ridge the ghosts of soldiers still remain
They whisper tales of those who fought and those who died in sun and rain
A monument to fallen men a reminder of the price we pay
For freedom's flame forever burning in the hearts of those who stand today
Gettysburg a name that rings through history's halls forever strong
A testament to sacrifice in the chorus of a timeless song
The echoes fade the battle's passed but on those fields we stand and say
Remember them for they gave all on that Gettysburg summer day
Count Bloodcount - Gettysburg Fields Lyrics
Count Bloodcount - Gettysburg Fields Lyrics
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The sun beat down on dusty ground a summer's heat that scorched the air
A thousand flags a thousand men stood poised with hearts full of despair
From Pennsylvania hills a battle cry a clash of steel of cannons' roar
The Union blue and Confederate gray fought hard on that Gettysburg shore
Pickett's Charge a desperate thrust a sea of gray across the field
A wall of fire a line of death where bravery and courage yielded
The cornfield high a bloody grave where men fell never to rise again
A symphony of suffering a chorus sung in the hearts of men
Oh Gettysburg a battlefield where freedom's fight was fiercely won
The echoes of those cannon balls still linger beneath the setting sun
Through rolling hills and wooded slopes the story whispers loud and clear
Of courage loss and sacrifice that stained the earth with blood and fear
The aftermath a solemn hush a battlefield that held its breath
The wounded groaned their spirits low beneath the looming wings of death
The victor's pride a bitter taste for victory came at such a cost
A nation torn a future bright forever marked by that which was lost
From Little Round Top to Cemetery Ridge the ghosts of soldiers still remain
They whisper tales of those who fought and those who died in sun and rain
A monument to fallen men a reminder of the price we pay
For freedom's flame forever burning in the hearts of those who stand today
Gettysburg a name that rings through history's halls forever strong
A testament to sacrifice in the chorus of a timeless song
The echoes fade the battle's passed but on those fields we stand and say
Remember them for they gave all on that Gettysburg summer day
A thousand flags a thousand men stood poised with hearts full of despair
From Pennsylvania hills a battle cry a clash of steel of cannons' roar
The Union blue and Confederate gray fought hard on that Gettysburg shore
Pickett's Charge a desperate thrust a sea of gray across the field
A wall of fire a line of death where bravery and courage yielded
The cornfield high a bloody grave where men fell never to rise again
A symphony of suffering a chorus sung in the hearts of men
Oh Gettysburg a battlefield where freedom's fight was fiercely won
The echoes of those cannon balls still linger beneath the setting sun
Through rolling hills and wooded slopes the story whispers loud and clear
Of courage loss and sacrifice that stained the earth with blood and fear
The aftermath a solemn hush a battlefield that held its breath
The wounded groaned their spirits low beneath the looming wings of death
The victor's pride a bitter taste for victory came at such a cost
A nation torn a future bright forever marked by that which was lost
From Little Round Top to Cemetery Ridge the ghosts of soldiers still remain
They whisper tales of those who fought and those who died in sun and rain
A monument to fallen men a reminder of the price we pay
For freedom's flame forever burning in the hearts of those who stand today
Gettysburg a name that rings through history's halls forever strong
A testament to sacrifice in the chorus of a timeless song
The echoes fade the battle's passed but on those fields we stand and say
Remember them for they gave all on that Gettysburg summer day
Writer: Jeffrey Wiitala
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid