just a mile or so away is my dearest friend in this world he wears the blue and i the grey and god it hurts me so the last time we were together i grabbed his hand and i pledged if i ever draw my sword on you may the good lord strike me dead the union flank s in trouble to the round top on the double a bad decision insubordination exposed our line in a dangerous way the burden lies upon us surrender is not an option we are the flanks and if we break the union crumbles we could lose the war down below s the carnage the rebel s charging onward push the slaughter forward the peach orchard through the wheatfield and devil s den the valor of the texans and alabama s best men they re unrelenting and devastating the last full measure of devotion s clear chorus we ll know what we are made of when up against all odds we hold our line for the cause that we so love we must hold at all costs we ll know what we re made of when our nation needs us we ll stay the course for the union we so love we must hold at all costs wave after wave they re coming their power must be waning we re out of ammo we can t fall back no a desperate measure a means to end on their next wave we charge them there is no other option disconcert them force submission on my command fix bayonets chorus we ll know what we re made of the burden lies with us when up against all odds we hold our line we can t fail for the cause that we so love we must hold at all costs we ll know what we re made of with courage in our hearts when our nation needs us we ll stay the course we won t fail for the union we so love we must hold at all costs