First Battalion The Brothers Four

[Verse 1]
Boom-bah-bah, boom-bah-bah, boom
Twelve riders in the gloom
Seven show red and the rest are dead
But the First Battalion's home

[Verse 2]
Boom-bah-bah, boom-bah-bah, boom
You can hear the hoof beats boom
The drums are low, and the pace is slow
But the First Battalion's home

[Bridge]
So run to your homes, Virginia gals
And fix your hair with pins
And give 'em wine and kisses
But don't ask them where they've been

[Verse 3]
Boom-bah-bah, boom-bah-bah, boom
And Richmond is their tomb
There's a hundred still at Richmond
Three hundred dead at Gettysburg
And a hundred more we'vе never found
But the First Battalion's homе