B
A
rave
men fall with a
G
battle
cry
D
Tears
fill the eyes of their loved ones and their brothers in
A
arms
So it
G
went,
for Joseph
D
Warren
It
A
should
have been different, it
G
could
have been easy
His
D
rank
could have saved him, but a country unborn needs
A
bravery
And it
G
spread
like w
D
ildfire
A
W
G
ildf
D
ire
A
W
G
ildf
D
ire
From the a
A
shes
grew sweet l
G
iberty
Like the s
D
eeds
of the pines when the forest burns
They o
A
pen
up, g
G
row
and burn a
D
gain
It s
A
hould
have been different, it c
G
ould
have been easy
But t
D
oo
much money rolled in to ever end s
A
lavery
The cry for
G
war
spread like w
D
ildfire
A
W
G
ildf
D
ire
A
W
G
ildf
D
ire
A
G
D
(x2)
C
A
ivil
war came, c
G
ivil
war went
D
Brother
fought brother, the south was spent
But its t
A
rue
demise was h
G
atred,
passed down t
D
hrough
the years
It s
A
hould
have been different, it c
G
ould
have been easy
But p
D
ride
has a way of holding too firm to hi
A
story
And it b
G
urns
like wi
D
ldfire
A
W
G
ildf
D
ire
A
W
G
ildf
D
ire
A
G
D
(x2)
A
I was born a s
G
outhern
son
In a s
D
mall
southern town where the rebels run wild
A
They beat their chest and they s
G
wear:
we're gonna ris
D
e
again
It s
A
hould
have been different, it c
G
ould
have been easy
The
D
day
that old Warren died, hate should have gone with it
A
But here we
G
are,
caught in the wi
D
ldfire
A
W
G
ildf
D
ire
A
W
G
ildf
D
ire