Bm The gray smoke from the battleA7 Bm rollin' over the hill. The fires, the dead, the dyingA7 Bm are in my memory ever still. [Chorus]A7 Oh, can't you hear,G D hear that angel bandA7 singing, "Come home, soldier,G B to the Promised Land." [Verse 2]Bm Longstreet, he stole away and criedA7 Bm when Lee gave him his orders to attack. In his mind's eyes he could seeA7 Bm that most of his boys would not be back. [Chorus]A7 Oh, can't you hear,G D hear that angel bandA7 singing, "Come home, soldier,G Bm to the Promised Land." [Verse 3]Bm Willy Johnson and me,A7 Bm Rebel soldiers both from Tennessee. Willy, he's lyin' by my side -A7 Bm spoke these words to me, and then he died: [Chorus]A7 Oh, can't you hear,G D hear that angel bandA7 singing, "Come home, soldier,G Bm to the Promised Land."
Last Day At Gettysburg
Larry Sparks
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