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Its glorious mem'ries with us stay;
Though we who wore the loyal blue
Are putting on time's sombre gray;
And still with manly, loyal pride,
Those days of battle we recall,
When, 'gainst the waves of treason's tide,
We stood, a firm, unyielding wall.
We still have warmth of heart for those
Who mustered 'neath our colors bright
Who shared with us the camp's repose,
Or touched our elbows in the fight;
And who still live to tell the tale
Of march and camp, their joys and fears;
For them our love shall never fail,
Dear comrades of those battle years.
We tried their friendship by the test
Of fire and smoke of battle plain;
In charge against the cannoned crest,
On fields where bullets beat like rain;
On many a hard and weary tramp,
In bivouac on the frozen ground,
In quiet of the winter camp,
When cup, and song, and joke went round.
And in reunion once again
With old companions battle tried,
Our thoughts revive the long campaign
And scenes, where we stood side by side;
We hear the martial strains once more;
We don our uniforms of blue;
We see again the flags we bore
We hear from lips we love, adieu;
We leave our plows in furrowed field,
To idly rust 'midst tangled weeds;
We go the tools of war to wield,
Responsive to our country's needs;
We leave behind us fields unsown;
We go to till the fields of death,
Watered with blood, and bullet mown;
Scorched with the heated cannon's breath.
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