They Met At Gettysburg


In July of eighteen sixty-three
History was made for you and me.
It was a time of courage and a time
Of hate,
But through this struggle a nation
Was made.


There were men of courage and men of
Might.
Face to face for a cause they thought
Right.
There were men in blue and men in gray,
Waiting for the break of day.


When daybreak came with the sun’s first
Light,
The cannons roared with all their
Might.
Men’s lives were taken and horses fell,
From mighty bursts of shot and shell.


All through the day they would sweat and
Toil,
Fighting inch by inch on the blood-soaked
Soil.
But as night came on and a silence fell,
They forgot their fear of shot and shell.


There is Cemetery Ridge for the blue that
Day,
And Seminary Ridge which held the
Gray
There was General Lee and General Meade
They were men of courage and valor, indeed.


Here is Round Top and Devil’s Den,
And the Valley of Death for many men.
Then suddenly came a famous march,
Known to us as Pickett’s Charge.


His soldiers were men of both young and
Old,
Men of courage and mighty
Bold.
They marched in ranks facing shot and
Shell,
One by one they stopped and
Fell.


Now the battle is over and peace has come,
Those who survived will be marching home.
But still today we all can see;
The monument to Meade and Robert E. Lee.



“A tribute to our soldiers of The American Civil War”