[July 2nd, 1863]



Just a mile or so away

Is my dearest friend in this world.

He wears the Blue and I the Grey

And god it hurts me so

The last time we were together

I grabbed his hand and I pledged

If I ever draw my sword on you

May the good lord strike me dead.



The union flank's in trouble

To the round top on the double

A bad decision, insubordination

Exposed our lie in a dangerous way



The burden lies upon us

Surrender is not an option

We are the flank and if we break

The union crumbles, We could lose the war!



Down below's the carnage

The rebel's charging onward

Push the slaughter forward, the peach orchard.

Through the wheat field and devils den



The valour of the Texans

And Alabama's best men

Their Unrelenting and Devastating

The last full measure of devotion's clear.



We know what we're made of.

When up against all odds we hold our line

For the cause that we so love

We must hold at all cost

We know what we're made of

when our nation needs us we'll stay the cause

for the union we so love

We must hold at all costs!



Wave after wave they're coming

Their power must be waning!

We're out of ammo, we can't fall back, no!

One desperate measure, a means to end



On their next wave we charge them

There is no other option

Disconcert them, force submission

On my command, fix bayonets!



We know what we're made of.

When up against all odds we hold our line

For the cause that we so love

We must hold at all cost

We know what we're made of

when our nation needs us we'll stay the cause

for the union we so love

We must hold at all costs!



We know what we're made of.

When up against all odds we hold our line

For the cause that we so love

We must hold at all cost

We know what we're made of

when our nation needs us we'll stay the cause

for the union we so love

We must hold at all costs!