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The Third Day

from Graveyards Wind & War by Bart Moore

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Pickett's Charge. 3rd Day, Battle of Gettysburg.

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THE THIRD DAY

We thundered out artillery, but Hancock didn’t yield
Our flags, in the cases in the Pennsylvania field
The corp commander, sitting there, head buried in hands
That long Yankee line standing on the ridge looking down
All drinking coffee, standing on that high lovely ground

The battle now is joined, it’s the time of our lives
America, she’s hanging in the balance like a prize
That long grey line moving cross the field like a snake
The cannoneers thunder, balls whistle, green earth shakes

CHORUS
Hey there’s fire in the sky/the angel of Lord, flames streaming from her eye
Balls and shells fill the air/seconds later Lang’s brigade in a flash wasn’t there

Armistead and Kemper gone/metal echoes rusty shadows of a time long gone
Johnny Rebel met his doom/the Pennsylvania rocks are the stone for his tomb

William Faulkner weeps, Longstreet hangs his head
That God damned Bobby Lee, I wish he’d stayed in bed
That long Yankee line standing on the ridge looking down
All drinking coffee, standing on that high lovely ground


CHORUS
Hey, the devil took the day/the Lord left the land in Her long silver sleigh
And the Angel with the sword/doesn’t love us any more, left the room slammed the door
There’s a devil on the hill/seven Hail Marys later, I can hear him howling still
There’s a devil on the land/all he touches with his hand withers, water turns to sand


CHORUS
Armistead and Kemper gone/metal echoes rusty shadows of a time long gone
Johnny Rebel met his doom/the Pennsylvania rocks are the stone for his tomb
Hey, the devil took the day/the Lord left the land in Her long silver sleigh
Hey, the Angel with the sword/doesn’t love us any more, left the room & slammed the door
There’s a devil on the hill/seven Hail Marys later, I can hear him howling still
I can hear him howling still I can hear him howling still

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from Graveyards Wind & War, released May 25, 2022
Bart Moore - acoustic guitar & vocal
Brad Phillips - violin
David Mosher - mandolin

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Bart Moore Grand Ledge, Michigan

Bart Moore weds native influences of the Pogues, Tom Waits &Basement Tapes-era Dylan to a headfull of images singularly his own.

"No one writes like Moore: setting scenes using peculiar lyrical details, tying slipknots in the human timeline; history intertwines with the present, bringing death to life. All that comes into play on Graveyards, Wind, & War." ___ Kevin Curtin, Austin Chronicle ... more

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