And courage to defy the world,
In Pickett’s charge at Gettysburg.
’Tis Pickett’s charge at Gettysburg:
None but tried veterans can know
How fearful ’tis to charge the foe;
But these are soldiers will not quail,
Though Death and Hell stand in their trail!
Flower of the South and Longstreet’s pride,
There’s valor in their very stride!
Virginian blood runs in their veins,