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قراءة كتاب The Good Old Songs We Used to Sing, '61 to '65
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The Good Old Songs We Used to Sing, '61 to '65
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Key of C.
 SOLID SHOT. |
Lift up your eyes, desponding freemen! Fling to the winds your needless fears! He who unfurled your beauteous banner Says it shall wave a thousand years. Chorus. “A thousand years!” my own Columbia! ’Tis the glad day so long foretold! ’Tis the glad morn whose early twilight Washington saw in times of old. |
| What if the clouds one little moment Hid the blue sky where morn appears When the bright sun that tints them crimson Rises to shine a thousand years!—Chorus. Tell the great world these blessed tidings! Yes, and be sure the bondman hears; Tell the oppress’d of ev’ry nation Jubilee lasts a thousand years.—Chorus. Envious foes beyond the ocean! Little we heed your threat’ning sneers; Little will they—our children’s children When you are gone a thousand years.—Chorus. Rebels at home! go hide your faces— Weep for your crimes with bitter tears; You could not bind the blessed daylight, Though you should strive a thousand years.—Chorus. |
| Back to your dens, ye secret traitors! Down to your own degraded spheres! Ere the first blaze of dazzling sunshine Shortens your lives a thousand years.—Chorus. Haste thee along, thou glorious noonday! Oh! for the eyes of ancient seers! Oh! for the faith of Him who reckons Each of His days a thousand years.—Chorus. |
 SHERIDAN’S CAVALRY CORPS. |
HAIL COLUMBIA.
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| Hail Columbia! happy land! Hail, ye heroes! heaven-born band! Who fought and bled in Freedom’s cause, Who fought and bled in Freedom’s cause, And when the storm of war was gone Enjoyed the peace your valor won. Let Independence be our boast, Ever mindful what it cost; Ever grateful for the prize, Let its altar reach the skies. Firm united let us be, Rallying round our liberty; As a band of brothers joined, Peace and safety we shall find. |
 MAJ. GEN’L JOHN A. M’CLERNAND. |
| Immortal patriots, rise once more, Defend your rights, defend your shore, Let no rude foe, with impious hand, Let no rude foe, with impious hand, Invade the shrine where sacred lies, Of toil and blood the well-earned prize. While offering peace sincere and just, In heaven we place a manly trust, That truth and justice will prevail, And every scheme of bondage fail. Firm united let us be, etc. |
 19TH CORPS. |
Sound, sound the trump of fame! Sound Washington’s great name, Ring through the world with loud applause, Ring through the world with loud applause; Let every clime to Freedom dear Listen with a joyful ear; With equal skill and godlike power, He governed in the fearful hour Of horrid war! or guides with ease The happier times of honest peace, Firm united let us be, etc. |
JUST BEFORE THE BATTLE, MOTHER.
Used by permission of S. Brainard’s Sons.
Key of B.
 BRIG. GEN’L M.M. CROCKER. |
Just before the battle, mother, I am thinking most of you, While upon the field we’re watching, With the enemy in view. Comrades brave are round me lying, Fill’d with tho’ts of home and God, For well they know that on the morrow Some will sleep beneath the sod. Chorus. Farewell, mother, you may never Press me to your heart again; But oh, you’ll not forget me, mother, If I’m numbered with the slain. |
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