Where were the soldiers when we needed them most?
Why did they leave and desert their post?
The invaders came with much speed and fury
Destroying everything in their victorious hurry
We saw the flames sucking life from our town
And we heard screams as our buildings fell down
But those who tried to prevent further sorrow
Were quickly dispatched never to see tomorrow
Gallantry and courage our but words for men
Especially for those that would never be seen again
Without guns or means to protect our own
Those who resisted were cut to the bone
The enemy pillaged and raped without care
Stealing our innocence and robbing us bare
Never before have we seen such remorse
Revenge given back to us by young men on horse
We tried to tell them that we weren’t the ones
They merely laughed and unloaded their guns
When the smoke settled and they rode away
Only a few of us remained to remember the day
Little remained of most of our population
Bodies left dying from post office to railroad station
They called us Confederates with their evil slang
And added their victory to songs that they sang
But Atlanta will always recall this day
When General Sherman’s troops came our way
