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Lyrics:

                                                  
With a burning heart 
on the way to fight
ready for adventures
eager for the first strike
when the train set off we felt no regret or fear

I kissed my sweetheart goodbye 
a hero would come back
the lord would protect me
with her hymn book in my pack
and I said: don't worry girl I'm gonna marry you next year

But then the sun set blood-red
and the southern wind was full of lead
hell's bells pealed
when we were fighting on the battlefield
down at Chickamauga Creek 

Gun smoke filled the air
we aimed at silhouettes
A taste of blood on my tongue
when the bullet hit my chest
and the screams of dying horses echoed in my head 

when the canons stopped firing
and night fell with a grace
I prayed and thought of her
dreamed myself into another place
and the wailing of the wounded gave way to the silence of the dead

And then the sun set blood-red
and the southern wind was full of lead
hell's bells pealed
when we were dying on the battlefield
down at Chickamauga Creek 

When she feels a cool breeze on her cheek 
and wonders what it could be
a hushed whisper in her ear
maybe it's me

And then the sun set blood-red
the southern wind was full of lead
hell's bells pealed 
when we were dancing on the battlefield
down at Chickamauga Creek 

And then the sun set blood-red
the southern wind was full of lead
hell's bells pealed 
when we were dancing on the battlefield
down at Chickamauga Creek