Authors Note:

Gettysburg Address is a song by

Stoney Martin and Rob Harpur

Lyrics by

Robert L Harpur

©All rights Reserved,

Martin and Harpur, 2020.

The song may be sung to the tune of the American National Anthem,

The Star Spangled Banner, until my partner gets around to writing an original score probably still loosely based on the Anthem.

Oh say can you see

By the stars early light

The cannonballs sieging

The horses in fright

I pray for my brother

Lost in the night

I wonder what cannon

He's manning tonight

Chorus

Brother against brother

Father against Son

What madness is this

Killing on sight

But it's hit and it's miss

In the dead of the night

It's raining so hard

I'm glad I can't see

As the eyes start to fade

At the end of my blade

The lightening, the lightning

The horses they reel

My boots slip and slide

In the blood and the mud

Chorus

Brother against brother

Father against Son

What madness is this

Killing on sight

But it's hit and it's miss

In the dead of the night

I'm washing the Springfield

In a puddle, I drank

The blood tastes so awful

My body smells rank

My grey coat is soaked

In the rain and blood red

Not much of it mine

So lots left to shed

Chorus

Brother against brother

Father against Son

What madness is this

Killing on sight

But it's hit and it's miss

In the dead of the night

Lee yells at us now

It's a victory shrill

Onward and upward

Up Cemetery Hill

Pickett waits and he waits

He waits until four

The North guns go silent

For ten minutes or more

Chorus

Brother against brother

Father against Son

What madness is this

Killing on sight

But it's hit and it's miss

In the dead of the night

My brother's hands burning

The barrel's so hot

He's ordered to cease, less the guns also seize

Eight minutes then nine

Since he fired a shot

The South is so many

Cemetery Hill is his plot

Chorus

Brother against brother

Father against Son

What madness is this

Killing on sight

But it's hit and it's miss

In the dead of the night

Pickett waits and he waits

His horsemen grow restless

They were ordered to fight

"They've run out of ammo"

It's plain as day now

We have a war to win

He says to his men

He orders the charge

For the mayhem to begin

Chorus

Brother against brother

Father against Son

What madness is this

Killing on sight

But it's hit and it's miss

In the dead of the night

I turn to my friend

He's from Texas you know

I had to come North now

My brother to show

Let's go meet him

Let's end this right now

Slap your horse with your sabre

As through the melee, we plough

Chorus

Brother against brother

Father against Son

What madness is this

Killing on sight

But it's hit and it's miss

In the dead of the night

Oh say can you see

Through the darkening light

The flash of his cannon

They brighten the night

The trap has been sprung

Whether thoughtful or not

It will surely determine

Who's wrong and who's right

The last thing we will see

Is my brother tonight

Chorus

Brother against brother

Father against Son

What madness is this

Killing on sight

But it's hit and it's miss

In the dead of the night

Gettysburg Address

Lyrics by Robert L Harpur

©All Rights Reserved,

Martin and Harpur, 2020.

Music: There Won't Be Many Coming Home - Roy Orbison.

Gettysburg Address ©

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