Some had on the Rebel grey, Some the Union blue,
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They were fathers,sons and brothers, men like me and you.
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Engaged in heavy battle, till there came that cloudy draw,
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When silence took the battlefield men just stood in awe.
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Some say it was the cannon smoke some say the Northern lights,
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That cast a ghostly image over Fredericksburg that night,
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Some say it was God's spirit lookin' o'er the bloody sod,
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And that rainbow mist that filled the sky, was the tears of God.
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Both sides read his Holy Word and believed it in thier hearts,
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But the common ground He'd blessed them with had now been torn apart.
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Covered by the blood they shed so many lost their lives,
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The fight on that Virginia hill was enough to make Him cry.
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Some say it was the cannon smoke some say the Northern lights,
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That cast a ghostly image over Fredericksburg that night,
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Some say it was God's spirit looking o'er the bloody sod,
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And that rainbow mist that filled the sky, was the tears of God.
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Some say it was the cannon smoke some say the Northern lights,
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that cast a ghostly image over Fredericksburg that night,
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Some say it was God's spirit lookin o'er the bloody sod,
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And that Rainbow mist that filled the sky, was the tears of God.
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Tears of God
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| Josh Turner |
