. American war ballads and lyrics: a collection of the songs and ballads of the colonial wars, the revolution, the war of 1812-15, the war with Mexico, and the civil war . ame,And he laid him down, and never arose. So Death received, in his greedy precious coins of the awful price That purchased freedom for this dear land—For master and bondman—yea, bought it twice. Such fates too often such women are for! God grant the Republic a large increase,To match the heroes in time of war, And mother the children in time of peace. GLORY HALLELUJAH ! OR, JOHN BROWNSBODY. [The strong hold which
. American war ballads and lyrics: a collection of the songs and ballads of the colonial wars, the revolution, the war of 1812-15, the war with Mexico, and the civil war . ame,And he laid him down, and never arose. So Death received, in his greedy precious coins of the awful price That purchased freedom for this dear land—For master and bondman—yea, bought it twice. Such fates too often such women are for! God grant the Republic a large increase,To match the heroes in time of war, And mother the children in time of peace. GLORY HALLELUJAH ! OR, JOHN BROWNSBODY. [The strong hold which this song and the three whichfollow it (Marching thro Georgia, The Battle-Cryof Freedom and Tramp, Tramp, Tramp) had uponthe favor of the Union soldiers during the w^ar entitlesthem to insertion here in spite of their lack of poeticmerit. The critics, from the time of Mr. Richard GrantWhites collection until now, have condemned them asdoggerel, but songs that were sung with enthusiasm by-all the soldiers of the republic during the dark years ofthe Civil War cannot he denied the possession of merit,whether criticism is able to recognize it or not.—Editor.] 270. HALLELUJAH ! OR JOHN BROWNSBODY. JOHN BROWNS body lies a-mouldring in the grave,John Browns body lies a-mouldring in the grave,John Browns body lies a-mouldring in the grave,His soul is marching on ! Chorus.~G\ory ! Glory Hallelujah !Glory ! Glory Hallelujah !Glory ! Glory Hallelujah !His soul is marching on. He s gone to be a soldier in the army of the Lord !He s gone to be a soldier in the arm3 of the Lord !He s gone to be a soldier in the army of the Lord !His soul is marching on.—Chorus. John Brow^ns knapsack is strapped upon his soul is marching on.— 272 (Blor^ Iballelujab! His pet lambs will meet him on the way, And they 11 go marching on.—Chorus. They 11 hang JefF Davis on a sour apple tree,As they go marching on.—Chorus. Now for the Union lets give three rousing we
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