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(Hays/Seeger/Gilbert/Brooks) [Last verse added by Virginia Coigney] Our fathers bled at Valley Forge, the snow was red with blood Their faith was worn at Valley Forge, Their faith was brotherhood. Wasn't that a time, wasn't that a time? A time to try the soul of men, Wasn't that a terrible time? Brave men who fought at Gettysburg now lie in soldier's graves But there they stemmed the rebel tide And there their faith was saved Wasn't that a time, wasn't that a time? A time to try the soul of men, wasn't that a terrible time? The wars are long, the peace is frail, the madmen come again. There is no freedom in a land where fear and hate prevail. Isn't this a time, isn't this a time? A time to try the soul of men, Isn't this a terrible time? Letras de canciones Our fathers bled at Valley Forge, the snow was red with blood Their faith was worn at Valley Forge, Their faith was brotherhood. Wasn't that a time, wasn't that a time? A time to try the soul of men, Wasn't that a terrible time? From Letras Mania