Summer day, downwind from Gettysburg
Me and a bunch of boys from the neighborhood
Gather with our toy guns at our sides
Another minute and we’ll all start calling dibs
On who’ll be blue and who’ll be Johnny Reb
Then the woods will fill with battle cries
Your buddy pops out from some bushes
“Pow pow pow, you’re dead!”
Once you count to a hundred you live again
Six o’clock news downwind from Gettysburg
Walter Cronkite saying words that we’ve never heard
And coffins draped in stars and stripes
A general’s saying “Gonna take it to the communists”
My neighbor Billy said the same when he went to enlist
And now he doesn’t act quite right
My Dad, who fought the Nazis
France to Germany
Says “I hope this is done before you’re eighteen”
There’s a monument downwind from Gettysburg
When it was dedicated, we all sang the words
Glory, glory, hallelujah
Glory, glory, hallelujah
Glory, glory, hallelujah
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