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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