November of ‘63 High above went down to sea We were home in the lookout mountain Couldn't see down through the clouds But there wasn't any doubt That there were Yankees there Beyond the counting The union guns began to roar Firing up from the valley floor And through the mist It look like lightning Muskets loud and blank Up through the fall they came I will not lie Lord it was frightening And the captain said Boys ritsel high If you listen you'll hear Gabriel's trumpets sounding And heaven's just a step away For the brave men who will die on lookout mountain Our cannons could not fire Straight down mountain side And the yankee boys, they drew closer The odds were 6 to 1 So the captain ground said son And you were wrong I told him: no sir In the driving rain With the powder gone We sent boulders crashing down around them Well we done our bid But they would not turn We could not hold them off on lookout mountain We saw that all hope was gone With the thought of the folks at home If we ran in the woods Surely disgrace them Slowly as the bullets flew But it was just one thing to do I sit in prayer Turned to face them Well we shot them down But there was no pain In the darkness one more rebel heart stopped pounding At the morning light I was glory bound Before the rakes put the union flag on lookout mountain At the morning light I was glory bound Before the rakes put the union flag on lookout mountain