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