Missionary Ridge

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[VERSE]

         Am                                                   C
It was a faction of the Army of the Cumberland, the 15th Army Corp
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Just a few years back were a bunch of boys that never left home before
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But the shame of Chickamauga, so hungry they could almost die
    G                                                             Am
Without any order from the General, they clamored up the mountain side
G                        Am
Clamored up the mountain side

[CHORUS]

C                  Am       G          C
Don't go whistling Dixie on Missionary Ridge
      G                                                   Am
Don't call to arms those poltergeists, open up the casket lid
       C                  Am      G               C
You'll wake those boys to wander among the old carnage
   G                                      Am
So don't go whistling Dixie on Missionary Ridge

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[VERSE]

       Am                                           C
On the 25th of November it happened in the broad daylight
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Gazing down on Chattanooga, Bragg could not foresee the fight
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Outnumbered by the blue coats 2-to-1, he tucked his tail to flee
    G                                                       Am
The Union broke the Confederate line and marched out to the sea
G                  Am
Marched out to the sea

[CHORUS]

C                  Am       G          C
Don't go whistling Dixie on Missionary Ridge
      G                                                   Am
Don't call to arms those poltergeists, open up the casket lid
       C                  Am      G               C
You'll wake those boys to wander among the old carnage
   G                                      Am
So don't go whistling Dixie on Missionary Ridge

[G  O]

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[VERSE]

       F                                  G                    C
In the stillness of the morning, when you breath that mountain air
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The chill that you will feel, reminds you what happened there
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When the light drips down the mountain, and the fog lifts from its face
    G                                               Am
The darkness of that memory lies buried in a sunny place

[CHORUS]

C                  Am       G          C
Don't go whistling Dixie on Missionary Ridge
      G                                                   Am
Don't call to arms those poltergeists, open up the casket lid
       C                  Am      G               C
You'll wake those boys to wander among the old carnage
   G                                      Am
So don't go whistling Dixie on Missionary Ridge