I was baptized in the Antietam Preacher said I was good to go Said the Lord'd been here once And put on quite a show Said we needed a good cleansing Then he cracked open a beer Said son do you realize Just what happened here My parents were born and raised You can't choose where you're spit out Daddy worked the railroads Left mamma with all the doubt She said the house was haunted With dying union boys And she'd sit up until the dawn Complaining about the noise Sharpsburg...Antietam Or by any other name You can call it what you will It was a bad day just the same Daddy didn't know what to do So he'd take her by the hand And force her out into these fields To make her understand That the war is surely over You can look it up he said The living go on living And the dead they remain dead So I grew up in a bottle Moved on to amphetimines Figured I'd take my chances But got stuck in between Daddy died in '90 Right before the first gulf war Mamma said don't you dare boy But I went and joined the corps Sharpsburg...Antietam Or by any other name You can call it what you will It was a bad day just the same I came home a little later Missing pieces of my mind I'd sleep out in bloody lane When I needed to unwind Started to hear the same things That mamma said she heard I'd seen the ghosts myself sir Now their company I preferred It's a big ol' sh**ty world It's k** or be k**ed Look around you mister Guns lining these hills You wanna get out of here You gotta cut your way through Too much water under that bridge Too much that we got used to Sharpsburg...Antietam Or by any other name You can call it what you will It was a bad day just the same