Lyrics

Pickett's Charge Lyrics: Joe Galante

General Pickett:

Oh, Lord
Hear my prayer.
Keep my strong.
My men safe.
Charge the Yankees this day
Please give us victory.
Let them know that
it's through you we lead.

Chorus:
Well, ready men
fix your bayonets.
Come on, come on
Let's Charge.
Come on, come on there
Let the cannons fire again
Let the bullets fly
It's into glory we run.

The bullets are flying every where
Through this open field
General Lee - what the hell did you do?
Send me and my men to our deaths
Did Longstreet approve?

Chorus

Retreat! Hear me again.
Retreat! Fall Back!
Ah, this is the end.
Retreat! to stay alive!
Fall back, fall back, fall back....

Into glory we run
Silent gun.
Wait at the end
Retreat, Retreat, Retreat
Now come back my men...

Let hose cannons fly
fire your guns
Retreat!
Pickett's Charge is done its done...
Retreat...