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Virginias Bloody Soil by Traditional

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Verse 1:
     Am                            Am   G      Am
Come all you loyal Unionists, wherever you may be
   C                             E
I hope you’ll pay attention and listen unto me
    Am                                    C
For well you know the blood and woe, the misery and the toil
    Am                                   Am       Em     Am
It took to down Secessionist ranks on Virginia’s bloody soil

Verse 2:
     Am                                          Am       G         Am
When our good old flag, Stars and Stripes, from Sumter’s walls was hurled
     C                                         E
And high o’erhead on the forwardest walls the Rebels’ flag unfurled
    Am                              C
It aroused each loyal Unionist and caused his blood to boil
       Am                                     Am        Em    Am
For to see that flag, Secessionist rag, on Virginia’s bloody soil

Verse 3:
      Am                                     Am        G    Am
Then from the hills and mountain tops there came that wild alarm
     C                                  E
Rise up, ye gallant sons of north, our country calls to arms!
      Am                                     C
Come from the plains o’er hill and dale, ye hardy sons of toil
         Am                                Am       Em     Am
For our flag is trampled in the dust of Virginia’s bloody soil

Verse 4:
      Am                                      Am   G    Am
And thousands left their natives homes, some never to return
     C                                      E
And many’s the wife and family, dear, were left behind to mourn
      Am                                      C
There was one who went among them, who, from danger would not recoil
         Am                                     Am       Em     Am
Now his bones lie bleaching on the fields of Virginia’s bloody soil

Verse 5:
     Am                          Am    G    Am
When on the field of battle, he never was afraid
      C                              E
When cannons loud would rattle, he stood there undismayed
      Am                                    C
When bullets bullets rained about him, he stood there with a smile
                 Am                                     Am        Em    Am
He said, “We’ll conquer, boys, or leave our bones on Virginia’s bloody soil.”

Verse 6:
        Am                                   Am     G         Am
In the great fight of the Wilderness, where many a brave man fell
    C                                 E
He boldy led his comrades on through Rebel shot and shell
     Am                                          C
The wounded ‘round they strewed the ground, the dead lay heaped in piles
       Am                                    Am       Em     Am
Their comrades weltered in their blood on Virginia’s bloody soil.

Verse 7:
     Am                          Am     G        Am
The Rebels fought like fury, or tigers drove to bay
      C                                          E
They knew full well, if truth they’d tell, they wouldn’t win the day
        Am                                 C
It was hand-to-hand they fought ‘em. The struggle fierce and wild
        Am                                      Am       Em     Am
Till a bullet pierced our Captain’s brain on Virginia’s bloody soil

Verse 8:
      Am                             Am        G       Am
But a-bove that din of battle, what was that dreadful cry?
    C                                E
The woods were all afire, where our dead and wounded lie!
     Am                                          C
The sight to behold next morning would make the stoutest heart recoil
             Am                                        Am       Em     Am
To see the charred remains of thousands o' souls on Virginia’s bloody soil

Verse 9:
     Am                            Am      G       Am
And now our Hero’s sleeping with thousands of the brave
    C                                    E
No marble slab does mark the place that shows where he was laid
    Am                           C
He died to save our Union; he’s free of care and toil
      Am                                     Am     Em       Am
Thank God the Stars and Stripes still wave above Virginia’s soil