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Bring the good old bugle, boys, we'll sing another song;
Sing it with a spirit that will start the world along,
Sing it as we used to sing it, fifty thousand strong,
While we were marching through Georgia.

(Chorus)
Hurrah! Hurrah! We bring the jubilee!
Hurrah! Hurrah! The flag that makes you free!
So we sang the chorus from Atlanta to the sea,
While we were marching through Georgia.

How the darkeys shouted when they heard the joyful sound!
How the turkeys gobbled which our commissary found!
How the sweet potatoes even started from the ground,
While we were marching through Georgia.
(Chorus)

Yes, and there were Union men who wept with joyful tears,
When they saw the honored flag they had not seen for years;
Hardly could they be restrained from breaking forth in cheers,
While we were marching through Georgia.
(Chorus)

"Sherman's dashing Yankee boys will never reach the coast!"
So the saucy Rebels said, and 'twas a handsome boast;
Had they not forgot, alas! to reckon with the host,
While we were marching through Georgia.
(Chorus)

So we made a thoroughfare for Freedom and her train,
Sixty miles in latitude, three hundred to the main;
Treason fled before us, for resistance was in vain,
While we were marching through Georgia.

Oh, ashes to ashes
Your dust into dust
Telling yourself you do what you must
Oh, anything to keep your kingdom’s trust

Monarch eternal, as we slowly rust
How much is too much
Oh, just what is the cost
To keep up this faded and cursed Omelas?

We lived, and we died, so that you could pause time
We hope you enjoyed your last subject’s applause
One, Two, Three
You need sacrifice

To seal your damned demons away
Cause pain and death, it’s fine
As long as this kingdom’s mine
Live to see just one more day

Please, just one more try
I’ve got it this time
Cause there’s no cost too great
Think of the future

Think of the past
Do you remember?
Do you regret?
Think of your children

Think of your men
Someday you’ll have to pay up your debt
Try to forget us
We dare you to try

Cause we will remind you, this isn’t goodbye
Look to the future
Look to the past
Do you remember, your graveyard?

Silently, slowly
We bring keep up the fight
Given some time, we just might set things right
We try, and we try to climb up to the

I hear voices in my head
They counsel me
They understand
They talk to me

You got your rules and your religion
All designed to keep you safe
But when rules start getting broken
You start questioning your faith
I have a voice that is my savior
Hates to love and loves to hate
I have a voice that has the knowledge
And the power to rule your fate

I hear voices crying
I see heroes dying
I taste blood that's drying
I feel tension rising

I hear voices in my head
They counsel me, they understand
They talk to me, they talk to me (Oh!)
They tell me things that I will do
They show me things I'll do to you
They talk to me (Talk to me, talk to me, talk to me!)
They talk to me (Talk to me, talk to me, talk to me!)

All the lawyers are defenseless
All the doctors are disease
And the preachers all are sinners
And the police just take the grease
All you judges, you are guilty
All the bosses I will fire
All you bankers will have losses
Politicians all are liars

I see darkness falling
I hear voices calling
I feel justice crawling
I see faith has fallen

I hear voices in my head
They counsel me, they understand
They talk to me, they talk to me (Oh, oh, oh!)
They tell me things that I will do
They show me things I'll do to you
They talk to me (Talk to me, talk to me, talk to me!)

I hear voices crying
I see heroes dying
I taste blood that's drying
I feel tension rising

I hear voices in my head
They counsel me, they understand
They talk to me, they talk to me (Oh, oh, oh!)
They tell me things that I will do
They show me things I'll do to you
They talk to me (Talk to me, talk to me, talk to me!)
They talk to me (Talk to me, talk to me, talk to me!)