The New Christy Minstrels - The blacksmith of brandywine

^EMake it one! For^A Washington and ^Eall his gallant ^Bmen, ^EOne for the girl that once was m^Bine; Make it ^Eone! For the dar^Aling boy I'll ne^Ever see ^Bagain, And don'^Et forget^A the Bla^Ecksmith of B^Aran^Bdywine!^E

Our stee^Ed broke down in ^ABrandywine, it w^Eas a sight to se^Be: A giant ^Eman with a hamme^Ar in his hand be^Bneath the old oak tree, ^E And a^Ell around him o^An the ground, in ^Efatal disar^Bray, ^EA score of men who'll ^Anever fight again, nor ^Btravel on the King's highwa^Ey.

^EWe dug his grave, and co^Avered him o'er, ^Eand sadly wept a^B tear, And pass^Eed the day a-rid^Ain' on our way till we m^Bet with a musket^Eeer. From him^E we learned the ^Astory of a brave^E and angry man, ^B Who unde^Ertook the Britis^Ah enemy with a h^Bammer in his han^Ed.

^EMake it one! For^A Washington and ^Eall his gallant ^Bmen, ^EOne for the girl that once was m^Bine; Make it ^Eone! For the dar^Aling boy I'll ne^Ever see ^Bagain, And don'^Et forget^A the Bla^Ecksmith of B^Aran^Bdywine!^E

^EThere lived a man in C^Ahestertown^E away from the c^Bannon's roar. Of manne^Er mild, his woma^An and child, no ^Bman could ever love more^E; But the ^ETories spoke a p^Alot one day to w^Eaylay Washington^B, ^EHe left his home and fam^Aily alone, to th^Be general he did run. ^E

His erra^End done, he jour^Aneyed home but s^Eorrow there he f^Bound. By Briti^Esh gun his wife ^Aand son lay stil^Bl on the cold hard groun^Ed. The blac^Eksmith reached f^Aor his heavy sledge and he gav^Ee a practice ^Bswing, ^EThey say on the line at Brandy^Awine, you ^Bcould hear his hammer si^Eng.

^EMake it one! For^A Washington and ^Eall his gallant ^Bmen, ^EOne for the girl that once was m^Bine; Make it ^Eone! For the dar^Aling boy I'll ne^Ever see ^Bagain, And don'^Et forget^A the Bla^Ecksmith of B^Aran^Bdywine!^E