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*** HISTORY ROCK *** (1974)
The Shot Heard Round The World
Music & Lyrics: Bob Dorough
Sung by: Bob Dorough
- Key to symbols within the lyrics
- <The British are comin'! The British are comin'!>
- Now the ride of Paul Revere
- Set the nation on its ear,
- And the shot at Lexington
- Heard round the world.
- When the British fired
- In the early dawn,
- The War of Independence had begun,
- The die was cast, the rebel flag unfurled.
- And on to Concord marched the foe,
- To seize the arsenal there you know,
- Waking folks, searching all around.
- Till our militia stopped them in their tracks,
- At the Old North Bridge, we turned them back
- And chased those Redcoats back to Boston town.
- And the shot heard round the world
- Was the start of the revolution.
- The minutemen were ready, on the move.
- Take your powder, take your gun,
- Report to General Washington,
- Hurry men, there's not an hour to lose.
- Now at famous Bunker Hill,
- Even though we lost, it was quite a thrill.
- The rebel Colonel Prescott proved he was wise.
- Outnumbered and low on ammunition,
- As the British stormed his position,
- He said, "Hold your fire till you see the whites of their eyes."
- Though the next few years were rough,
- General Washington's men proved they were tough.
- Those hungry, ragged boys would not be beat.
- One night they crossed the Delaware,
- Surprised the Hessians in their lair,
- And at Valley Forge they just bundled up their feet.
- Now the shot heard round the world
- Was the start of the revolution.
- The minutemen were ready, on the move.
- Take your blanket, take your son,
- Report to General Washington.
- We've got our rights and now it's time to prove.
- Well, they showed such determination
- That they won the admiration
- Of countries 'cross the sea like France and Spain.
- Who loaned the colonies ships and guns
- And put the British on the run,
- And the Continental Army on its feet again.
- And though they lost some battles too,
- The Americans swore they'd see it through.
- Their raiding parties %shut up, hit and run.%
- At Yorktown the British could not retreat,
- Bottled up by Washington and the French Fleet,
- Cornwallis surrendered and finally we had won.
- >> <The winner!>
- >> <Hurray!>
- From the shot heard round the world,
- To the end of the revolution,
- The continental rabble took the day.
- And the father of our country
- beat the British there at Yorktown,
- and brought freedom to you and me and the U.S.A.
- God bless America!
- Let freedom ring!
Great thanks to:
David Strauss / dss2k@virginia.edu (PsiCop P12+ & B5 Waiter, Fresh Air)
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