Wildfire

Brave men fall with a battlecry
 Tears fill the eyes of their loved ones and their brothers in arms
 And so it went for Joseph Warren
 It should have been different, it could have been easy
 His rank could've saved him but a country unborn needs bravery
 And it spread like wildfire
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 From the ashes grew sweet liberty
 Like the seeds of the pines when the forest burns
 They open up to grow and burn again
 And it should've been different, it could have been easy
 But too much money rolled in to ever end slavery
 And the cry for war spread like wildfire
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 Civil war came and civil war went
 Brother fought brother, the south was spent
 But its true demise was hatred passed down through the years
 And it should have been different, it could have been easy
 But pride has a way of holding too firm to history
 Then it burns like wildfire
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 I was born a southern son
 In a small southern town where the rebels run wild
 they beat their chests and they swear "we're gonna rise again"
 And it should have been different, it could have been easy
 The day that old Warren died, hate should've gone with him
 But here we are caught in a wildfire
 
 Brave men fall with a battlecry
 Tears fill the eyes of their loved ones and their brothers in arms
 And so it went for Joseph Warren
 It should have been different, it could have been easy
 His rank could've saved him but a country unborn needs bravery
 And it spread like wildfire
 ♪
 From the ashes grew sweet liberty
 Like the seeds of the pines when the forest burns
 They open up to grow and burn again
 And it should've been different, it could have been easy
 But too much money rolled in to ever end slavery
 And the cry for war spread like wildfire
 ♪
 Civil war came and civil war went
 Brother fought brother, the south was spent
 But its true demise was hatred passed down through the years
 And it should have been different, it could have been easy
 But pride has a way of holding too firm to history
 Then it burns like wildfire
 ♪
 I was born a southern son
 In a small southern town where the rebels run wild
 they beat their chests and they swear "we're gonna rise again"
 And it should have been different, it could have been easy
 The day that old Warren died, hate should've gone with him
 But here we are caught in a wildfire