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by Remus Shepherd |
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Here are the lyrics of the 'Blacksmith of Brandywine', originally recorded by Pat Garvey and supposedly based on a true event.
THE BLACKSMITH OF BRANDYWINE (Click here for comic text)
Pat Garvey
As we marched into Brandywine, it was a sight to see:
A giant of a man with a hammer in his hand beneath the old oak tree,
And all around him on the ground, in fatal disarray,
Lay a score of men who'll never fight again, or travel on the King's highway.
We dug his grave, covered him o'er, and sadly wept a tear,
Spent the day ridin' on our way till we met with a musketeer.
From him we learned the story of a brave and angry man,
Who undertook to the British enemy with a hammer in his hand.
Make it one! For Washington and all his gallant men,
One for the girl that once was mine;
Make it one! For the darling boy I'll never see again,
And don't forget the Blacksmith of Brandywine!
In Chestertown there lived a man away from the cannon's roar.
Of manner mild, his woman and child, no man could ever love more;
But the Tories spoke of a plot one day to waylay Washington,
And he left his home and family alone. To the general he did run.
His errand done, he journeyed home but sorrow there he found.
By British guns his wife and son lay still on the cold hard ground.
The blacksmith reached for his heavy sledge and he gave a practice swing,
And they say on the line at Brandywine, you could hear that hammer sing.
Make it one! For Washington and all his gallant men,
One for the girl that once was mine;
Make it one! For the darling boy I'll never see again,
And don't forget the Blacksmith of Brandywine!
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Lee: You're a powerfully built young man. You could be a blacksmith. Nick: Yeah. Look, mister... Lee: Have y'all heard about the Blacksmith of the Brandywine? It happened during our War of Independance. A blacksmith did a favor for General Washington. In retaliation, the redcoats killed his family while he was away. When the blacksmith heard, he brought a heavy sledge from his workshop to the battlefield of Brandywine. There, that man killed twenty british soldiers. With a hammer. So you see, tragedy has always afflicted good men. Tragedy is necessary for men to become heroes. But ah'm rambling. See you again later this day. Come, Mr. Hopkins. Nick: Wait -- mister! Why can I see you ...with only one eye? |
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