He poured in the powder <br />Dropped in that musket ball <br />Packed in that plug that day <br />Hoped was enough after all <br /> <br />He pulled back the hammer <br />He waited for the word <br />The soon to be first shot that day <br />To be heard around this earth <br /> <br />The enemy lined up <br />Bright and shiny red <br />Soon a shot it rang out <br />Over something was said <br /> <br />The shot heard around the world <br />The shot heard around this earth <br />Only one shot <br />But the whole world it heard <br /> <br />The British came down <br />Now the Colonies must fight <br />Said of the British now <br />We'll teach you wrong from right <br /> <br />Said to the British, the Colonies <br />This is our turf <br />You want to fight, bring it on <br />But you best bring this whole earth <br /> <br />The war it was waged <br />For years they fought on <br />But in the end the Colonies would win <br />They sent them British home <br /> <br />The shot heard around the world <br />The Colonies blew their horns <br />The shot heard around this earth <br />The day a free nation born.<br /><br />Bill Simmons<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/shot-heard-around-the-world/
