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Lyricist: The Weavers
Lyrics:
Our fathers bled at Valley Forge The snow was red with blood Their faith was worn at Valley Forge Their faith was brotherhood
Wasn't that a time? Wasn't that a time? A time to try the soul of men Wasn't that a terrible time?
Brave men who fought at Gettysburg Now lie in soldier's graves But there they stemmed the rebel tide And there their faith was saved
Wasn't that a time? Wasn't that a time? A time to try the soul of men Wasn't that a terrible time?
The wars are long, the peace is frail The madmen come again There is no freedom in a land Where fear and hate prevail
Isn't this a time? Isn't this a time? A time to try the soul of men Isn't this a terrible time?
Our fathers bled at Valley Forge The snow was red with blood Their faith was worn at Valley Forge Their faith was brotherhood
Wasn't that a time? Wasn't that a time? A time to try the soul of men Wasn't that a terrible time?
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