Cold Harbor Songtext
von Outlaws
Cold Harbor Songtext
It wasn′t far from Richmond
On the second day of June
The year was 1864
And the end was closing soon
It was a long and a bitter struggle
For the boys in blue and gray
And the battle of Cold Harbor
Was only hours away
I woke up long before the sun
Cut through the morning sky
And wondered as I lay there
Was this my time to die
Somewhere through the darkness
The Union fires glowed
And the distant bugle's reveille
Was playing soft and low
Oh, Cold Harbor
The battle line was drawn
Through the heart of Dixie
The thrill of war was gone
Our rebel flag was faded
We waved it far too long
Oh, Cold Harbor
The last of the proud will carry on
The morning shook like thunder
And through the smoke they came
The heavy guns and the musket fire
Was pouring down like rain
In just one half an hour
Ten thousand federals died
My blood ran cold to watch them fall
I closed my eyes and fired
Oh, Cold Harbor
The battle line was drawn
Through the heart of Dixie
The thrill of war was gone
Our rebel flag was faded
We waved it far too long
Oh, Cold Harbor
The last of the proud will carry on
On the second day of June
The year was 1864
And the end was closing soon
It was a long and a bitter struggle
For the boys in blue and gray
And the battle of Cold Harbor
Was only hours away
I woke up long before the sun
Cut through the morning sky
And wondered as I lay there
Was this my time to die
Somewhere through the darkness
The Union fires glowed
And the distant bugle's reveille
Was playing soft and low
Oh, Cold Harbor
The battle line was drawn
Through the heart of Dixie
The thrill of war was gone
Our rebel flag was faded
We waved it far too long
Oh, Cold Harbor
The last of the proud will carry on
The morning shook like thunder
And through the smoke they came
The heavy guns and the musket fire
Was pouring down like rain
In just one half an hour
Ten thousand federals died
My blood ran cold to watch them fall
I closed my eyes and fired
Oh, Cold Harbor
The battle line was drawn
Through the heart of Dixie
The thrill of war was gone
Our rebel flag was faded
We waved it far too long
Oh, Cold Harbor
The last of the proud will carry on
Writer(s): Chuck Glass, Henry Paul Iii Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

