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Boom bah bah, boom bah bah boom,
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Twelve riders in the gloom
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Seven show red and the rest are dead,
EmDEm
But the First Battalion's home.
[Verse 2]
EmDEm
Boom bah bah, boom bah bah boom,
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You can hear the hoof beats boom,
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The drums are low, and the pace is slow,
EmDEm
But the First Battalion's home.
[Verse 3]
AEm
So run to your homes, Virginia gals
AEm
And fix your hair with pins
AEm
And give them wine and kisses,
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But don't ask them where they've been.
[Verse 4]
EmDEm
Boom bah bah, boom bah bah boom,
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And Richmond is their tomb,
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There's a hundred still at Richmond,
EmDEmA
Three hundred dead at Gettysburg,
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And a hundred more we've never found,
EmDEm
But the First Battalion's home.
[Verse 5]
AEm
So hold him close and keep him warm
AEm
And hang his coat away
AEm
And don't you mind that spot of red,
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That's spread in through the gray.
[Verse 6]
EmDEm
Boom bah bah, boom bah bah boom,
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And Richmond is their tomb,
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There's a hundred still at Richmond,
EmDEmA
Three hundred dead at Gettysburg,
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And a hundred more we've never found,
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But the First Battalion's home.