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(Used by permission of S. Brainards Sons, owners of the copyright.)
MAJ. GENL W.T. SHERMAN.
Our camp fires shone bright on the mountain That frowned on the river below, While we stood by our guns in the morning, And eagerly watched for the foe, When a rider came out from the darkness That hung over mountains and tree, And shouted, Boys, up and be ready, For Sherman will march to the sea. When cheer upon cheer for bold Sherman Went up from each valley and glen, And the bugle re-echoed the music That came from the lips of the men, For we knew that the stars on our banner More bright in their splendor would be, And that blessings from Northland would greet us As Sherman marched down to the sea.
Then forward, boys, forward, to battle, We marched on our wearysome way, And we strewed the wild hills of Resaca God bless those who fell on that day. Then Kennesaw, dark in its glory, Frowned down on the flag of the free; But the East and the West bore our standard As Sherman marched down to the sea. Still onward we pressed till our banner Swept out from Atlantas grim walls, And the blood of the patriot dampened The soil where traitors flag falls. But we paused not to weep for the fallen Who slept by each river and tree; Yet we twined them wreaths of the laurel As Sherman marched down to the sea.
Proud, proud was our army that morning That stood by the cypress and pine When Sherman said, Boys, you are weary; This day fair Savannah is thine, Then sang we a song for our chieftain That echoed oer river and lea, And the stars on our banner shone brighter When Sherman marched on to the sea.
MARCHING THROUGH GEORGIA.
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2D CORPS.
Bring the good old bugle, boys, well sing another song, Sing it with the spirit that will start the world along Sing it as we used to sing it, fifty thousand strong, While we were marching through Georgia. Chorus. Hurrah! hurrah! we bring the Jubilee! Hurrah! hurrah! the flag that makes you free! So we sang the chorus from Atlanta to the sea While we were marching through Georgia.
How the darkies shouted when they heard the joyful sound! How the turkeys gobbled which our commissary found! How the sweet potatoes even started from the ground, While we were marching through Georgia! Chorus . Yes, and there were Union men who wept with joyful tears When they saw the honored flag they had not seen for years; Hardly could they be restrained from breaking forth in cheers While we were marching through Georgia. Chorus . Shermans dashing Yankee boys will never reach the coast! So the saucy rebel said, and twas a handsome boast; Had they not forgotten, alas! to reckon with the host, While we were marching through Georgia. Chorus. So we made a thoroughfare for Freedom and her train, Sixty miles in latitudethree hundred to the main, Treason fled before us, for resistance was in vain, While we were marching through Georgia. Chorus.
A THOUSAND YEARS.
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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 oppressd of evry nation Jubilee lasts a thousand years. Chorus. Envious foes beyond the ocean! Little we heed your threatning sneers; Little will theyour childrens 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.
SHERIDANS CAVALRY CORPS.
HAIL COLUMBIA.
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Hail Columbia! happy land! Hail, ye heroes! heaven-born band! Who fought and bled in Freedoms cause, Who fought and bled in Freedoms 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.
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