Lonnie GlassThe Game Acoustic/Americana

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Music by Michael Sherman and Lonnie Glass Lyrics by Lonnie Glass copyright, 2010 SOCAN

from the perspective of a Confederate soldier in Savannah awaiting the Seige from Tecumseh Sherman on his March to the Sea in 1864. Thinking back to the series of events that brought him and his gray boys to this point.

here come the blue boys think we're goin' under there's no escapin' their storm and thunder i was at Manassas we had 'em on the run by the time they took Vicksburg they done took away our guns then they reeled us in we'll never be the same we can never win looks like they won the Game there's no more case shot we're firing quaker guns standing at the skirmish line defeat is going to come thinkin' bout Chicamauga Spotsylvania too so much blood at Gettysburg we knew our time was through then they reeled us in we'll never be the same we can never win looks like they won the Game scary situation i guard the pickett til daylight we hide and seek they seek and find the game's gone on for more than 1,000 nights been 4 long years since i seen suzanna i may be buried in a cold, cold grave if Sherman takes Savannah then they reeled us in we'll never be the same we can never win looks like they won the Game x