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The son of a major, Prussian nobleman His name bestowed by a holy Roman The war broke out, so he looked to the air 24 hours of training and he was there
100 miles an hour Top speed his plane would fly And if he flew behind you You know you're sure to die Eighty kills, that are confirmed While other pilots have so much more to learn
[Chorus:] Red Baron...Blue Max The Albatros flies high Red Baron...Blue Max He's got you in his sights
The Red Battle Flyer, Red like fire He sees' no faces, he's the ace of aces
His British quarry flew a reckless flight A shot from the ground took the red baron's life He flew with honor, he flew with pride In 1918, the battle flyer died
[Chorus:] Red Baron...Blue Max The Albatros flies high Red Baron...Blue Max He's got you in his sights
'It Was Very Close Yesterday I Thought For Sure They Would Break But This Attack That I Have Planned A Massive Strike Across Open Land In The Center They Will Break (Will They Break?) But Plan It Well, Everything's At Stake We'll Hit 'Em Hard, Not A Silent Gun Before The Infantry's Begun'
'Execute It Well, We Risk Everything' 'It's In God's Hands Now
'General Lee I Must Tell You Straight I Believe This Attack Will Fail No 15, 000 Men Ever Made Will Overtake That Ridge Today A Mile Charge Over Open Ground With Yankee Cannon Gunnin' Us Down'
'We Do Our Duty, We Do What We Must And In My Plan You Will Trust'
(Thousands Die, On This Day) 'Execute It Well, We Risk Everything' 'It's In God's Hands Now'
The Rebel Cannon Break The Silence 150 Guns Make Up Their Cannonade
They Must Destroy The Union Center Before The Infantry Can Launch Their Grand Assault
The Yankees Are Returning Fire (The Earth Shakes Violently) In Washington D.C. Lincoln Feels The Earth Shake
What Happens Here This Day The Fate Of This Nation In The Balance It Will Hang Consumed With The Pain The Courage Of The Blue The Valor Of The Grey So Very Sad But True Consumed With The Pain
The Virginians Are The Chosen In Wait Behind The Trees On Seminary Ridge
Longstreet's Slow To Give The Order The Lines Emerge, A Mile, 15, 000 Men
The Charge Begins In All It's Grandeur (To The Copse Of Trees) For Many Of These Men They Know It Is Their Last
The Slaughter Now Ensues Bodies Fall Like Rain They Valiantly Pursue Yet Doomed To Remain At The Double Quick They Charge The Canister Rips Through Them To The Mouth Of hell They March Glory, The Only Gain
'We're Almost There My Boys I've Never Served With Finer We Must Push Forward Boys And Bayonet The Yankee Tyrants To The Copse Of Trees We Charge To Crush The Union Center And When They Turn And Run An Open Road Leads Us To Freedom'
'It's Over Now We Are Retreating I Never Thought That We'd Be Beaten All This Blood Is On My Hands The Thousands Dead Due To My Plan I Am Responsible, All Of It Is My Fault I Thought Us Invincible Is This God's Will After All? I Look Across This Blood Soaked Land All This Blood Is On My Hands God Forgive Me, Please Forgive Me It's All My Fault, The Blood Is On My Hands'
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