Guns of Ticonderoga

Dear love, how I hope these words find you well
I'm camped out west of Boston; it's cold as hell
It's hard, it's hard, oh to wait for the summer wind to thaw the night
My thoughts fall on the cause that drives the fight

Gather 'round the fire, share wine and bread
Take our minds off the battles that lie ahead
It's hard, it's hard, oh we're out numbered twenty five to one
Our hopes rest on a miracle bound to come

Hold tight, let your heart reveal it
had to see it for myself or I'd never believe it
What happened here, we will remember for the rest of our lives

All I want is to come home to hold ya
I love you darling, but you married a soldier
And the guns of Ticonderoga are up on Dorchester Heights

Left, left, right, left all night and day
Draw strength from each other, and work away
It's hard, it's hard, oh Philadelphia we turn to you
Support from home is a must to see it through

Hold tight, let your heart reveal it
had to see it for myself or I'd never believe it
What happened here, we will remember for the rest of our lives

All I want is to come home to hold ya
I love you darling, but you married a soldier
And the guns of Ticonderoga are up on Dorchester Heights