Misc Traditional - Virginias bloody soil
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[Verse 1]
Come Amall you loyal Unionists, whereAmver yGou may Ambe
I hCope you’ll pay attention and lEisten unto me
For Amwell you know the blood and woe, the mCisery and the toil
It tAmook to down Secessionist ranks on VirAmginia’s bEmloody sAmoil
[Verse 2]
When Amour good old flag, Stars and Stripes, from SAmumter’s wGalls was hAmurled
And hCigh o’erhead on the forwardest walls the REebels’ flag unfurled
It aAmroused each loyal Unionist and cCaused his blood to boil
For to Amsee that flag, Secessionist rag, on VirAmginia’s blEmoody sAmoil
[Verse 3]
Then fAmrom the hills and mountain tops there cAmame that wGild aAmlarm
Rise Cup, ye gallant sons of north, our cEountry calls to arms!
Come fAmrom the plains o’er hill and dale, ye hCardy sons of toil
For our fAmlag is trampled in the dust of VirAmginia’s bEmloody sAmoil
[Verse 4]
And thAmousands left their natives homes, some nAmever Gto reAmturn
And mCany’s the wife and family, dear, were lEeft behind to mourn
There Amwas one who went among them, who, from dCanger would not recoil
Now his bAmones lie bleaching on the fields of VirAmginia’s bEmloody sAmoil
[Verse 5]
When Amon the field of battle, he nAmever wGas afAmraid
When cCannons loud would rattle, he stEood there undismayed
When bAmullets bullets rained about him, he stCood there with a smile
He said, “We’ll cAmonquer, boys, or leave our bones on VirAmginia’s blEmoody sAmoil.”
[Verse 6]
In the gAmreat fight of the Wilderness, where mAmany a bGrave man fAmell
He bColdy led his comrades on through REebel shot and shell
The wAmounded ‘round they strewed the ground, the dCead lay heaped in piles
Their cAmomrades weltered in their blood on VirAmginia’s bEmloody sAmoil.
[Verse 7]
The RAmebels fought like fury, or tAmigers dGrove to bAmay
They kCnew full well, if truth they’d tell, they wEouldn’t win the day
It was hAmand-to-hand they fought ‘em. The stCruggle fierce and wild
Till a bAmullet pierced our Captain’s brain on VirAmginia’s bEmloody sAmoil
[Verse 8]
But a-Ambove that din of battle, what wAmas that drGeadful cAmry?
The Cwoods were all afire, where our dEead and wounded lie!
The sAmight to behold next morning would make the sCtoutest heart recoil
To see the chAmarred remains of thousands o' souls on VirAmginia’s bEmloody sAmoil
[Verse 9]
And nAmow our Hero’s sleeping with thAmousands Gof the bAmrave
No mCarble slab does mark the place that sEhows where he was laid
He dAmied to save our Union; he’s fCree of care and toil
Thank AmGod the Stars and Stripes still wave abAmove VirEmginia’s sAmoil