[Verse 1]
Bugles are calling from prairie to shore
Sign up and fall in and march off to war;
Drums beating loudly, hearts beating proudly
March blue and gray and smile as you go
Smoke hides the valleys and fire paints the plains
Loud roar the cannons till ruin remains;
Blue grass and cotton burnt and forgotten
All hope seems gone so, soldier, march on to die

[Verse 2]
Count all the crosses and count all the tears
These are the losses and sad souvenirs;
This devastation once was a nation
So fall the dice, how high is the price
There in the distancе a flag I can see
Scorched and in ribbons but whose can it be;
How еnds the story, whose is the glory
Ask if we dare our comrades out there who sleep

[Verse 3]
Count all the crosses and count all the tears
These are the losses and sad souvenirs;
This devastation once was a nation
So fall the dice, how high is the price we pay