cd: Live at Bainbridge
track 13: Father Corby
Oh Father Corby
Say a last prayer for us
With your absolution
God’s will we will trust
Will a unified country
Be my efforts yield
Or was I meant to die
On a Gettysburg field
Say a last prayer for us
Two years of battle
Have whittled us down
To just over
Five hundred strong
But the loss of our brothers
Won’t melt our resolve
For we knew that
The slog would be long
Behind Patrick Kelly
We’ll rally again
In the pale of
A foreboding sky
With the strength of your blessing
Cleansing our sin
We’ll march into
A wheat field to die
Chorus
The message was spread
Through the ranks in the morn
That the chaplain
Would lead us to pray
He’d won the right
He’d been there in the fight
Beside us each step of the way
We all gathered ’round
And we knelt on the ground
Our heads bowed
In silent revere
A man of the cloth
Standing there on a rock
With his hands
To the heavens so near
So Father absolve us
For what lies ahead
And the sins
In the things we must do
In the taking of lives
Making widows of wives
For redemption
We all look to you
Through the smoke and the haze
And the bloodiest of days
We’re delivered to
This fateful dawn
Though exhausted and scared
Our faith and your prayers
Will provide us
The will to fight on
Dulahan Music
Written by Kyle Aughe