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The Ghost Of Paul Revere

Ballad Of The 20th Maine

 

Ballad Of The 20th Maine

(album: Field Notes, Vol. 1 - 2015)


My name is Andrew Tozier, I'm a child of Litchfield, Maine
And I left my only family for the sea, the salt, and rain
And when Lincoln called the banners in 1861
Well I joined the union army for the land that I am from

We were baptized by fire in the battle of Bull Run
And we fought our southern brothers in the wind, the snow, and sun
And when our time was over I heard the governor say
"Keep fighting for the union for just another day"
So we joined the lion of Bowdoin, Chamberlain his name
And we marched once more toward battle as the 20th of Maine

If we should die today, then dream a dream of heaven
Take your northern hearts with you to the grave
Be proud and true you are a union soldier
Stand fast, ye are the boys of Maine

Well, our western flank, it was missing
As the confederates, they pushed on
And I fought them tooth and nail
Our ammunition all but gone
And alone I stood with colors
I was Flying proud and true
For to let my northern brothers know
The battle was not through

And then appeared our lion, he was roaring bayonets
Charging down the mountain with what forces we had left
'Cause we're as steadfast as Katahdin
We're as hard as winter's rain
Go straight to hell with your rebel yell
We are the boys of Maine

And if we should die today, then dream a dream of heaven
And take your northern hearts with you to the grave
Be proud and true you are a union soldier
Stand fast, ye are the boys
Stand fast, ye are the boys
Stand fast, ye are the boys of Maine

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