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J. D. Young (search for this): chapter 15
, three hundred thousand more, We are coming, Father Abraham, three hundred thousand more. You have called us, and we're coming, by Richmond's bloody tide To lay us down, for Freedom's sake, our brothers' bones beside; Or from foul treason's savage grasp to wrench the murderous blade, And in the face of foreign foes its fragments to parade. Six hundred thousand loyal men and true have gone before: We are coming, Father Abraham, three hundred thousand more! Song of the Texas rangers Mrs. J. D. Young Air: the yellow rose of Texas. this song was dedicated to Captain Dave Terry, a Texas Ranger, who was conspicuous for bravery in General Wharton's division on the battlefield of Chickamauga. It is said to have been sung by Captain Terry's regiment on the battlefield just previous to the actual engagement. The morning star is paling; the Camp fires flicker low Our steeds are madly neighing; for the bugle bids us go: So put the foot in stirrup and shake the bridle free, For today
Henry Clay Work (search for this): chapter 15
houting the battlecry of freedom. And we'll fill the vacant ranks with a million freemen more, Shouting the battlecry of freedom. Marching through Georgia Henry Clay Work Written in honor of Sherman's famous march from Atlanta to the sea. Bring the good old bugle, boys, we'll sing another song— Sing it with a spirit that y to Jeff Davis true, Beauregard and Johnston, too, Magruder, Price, and General Bragg, And give three cheers for the Southern flag. Sleeping for the flag Henry Clay Work Henry C. Work's songs shared popularity during the war with the melodies of Stephen foster. sleeping for the flag, Kingdom coming, brave boys are they,Henry C. Work's songs shared popularity during the war with the melodies of Stephen foster. sleeping for the flag, Kingdom coming, brave boys are they, and marching through Georgia were sung to glory in the 1860's. When the boys come home in triumph, brother, With the laurels they shall gain; When we go to give them welcome, brother, We shall look for you in vain. We shall wait for your returning, brother, You were set forever free; For your comrades left you sleeping, brother, U
E. King (search for this): chapter 15
oss the Tennessee. With Wharton for our leader, we'll chase the dastard foe, Till our horses bathe their fetlocks in the deep, blue Ohio. 'Tis joy to be a Ranger! to fight for dear Southland! 'Tis joy to follow Wharton, with his gallant, trusty band! 'Tis joy to see our Harrison plunge, like a meteor bright, Into the thickest of the fray, and deal his deadly might. O! who'd not be a Ranger and follow Wharton's cry! And battle for his country, and, if needs be, die? The Alabama Words by E. King music by F. W. Rasier While the greater number of naval war songs belongs to the North, crystallizing around the names of Farragut and Winslow, the heroism displayed by the small, scantily equipped Confederate Navy, brought forth several lyrical tributes. This roystering father Abraham this photograph shows some of the members of the twenty-second New York Infantry, who fought at the Second battle of Bull Run, Antietam, and Chancellorsville. It lost during service eleven officer
Benjamin L. Higgins (search for this): chapter 15
loudless sky. A hundred months have passed, Lorena, Since last I held that hand in mine, And felt the pulse beat fast, Lorena, Though mine beat faster far than thine. A hundred months-'twas flowery May, When up the hilly slope we climbed, To watch the dying of the day And hear the distant church bells chime. Mother kissed me in my dream Set to a plaintive melody—the words of this exquisite lyric gave comfort to many a lonely soldier. It is recorded that a wounded private of Colonel Benj. L. Higgins' 86th New York Infantry sang this song to cheer his comrades while they were halted in a piece of woods beyond the memorable wheat-field at Gettysburg, on the morning of July 3d, 1863. Lying on my dying bed Throa the dark and silent night, Praying for the coming day, Came a vision to my sight. Near me stood the forms I loved, In the sunlight's mellow gleam: Folding me unto her breast, Mother kissed me in my dream. Comrades, tell her, when you write, That I did my duty well; Say tha
J. Howard Wainwright (search for this): chapter 15
ed by blockade Rebels, who greeted with wild hurrahs, Miss Sallie the prima donna of the Confederacy. Bob Roebuck is my sweetheart's name, He's off to the wars and gone, He's fighting for his Nannie dear, His sword is buckled on; He's fighting for his own true love, His foes he does defy; He is the darling of my heart, My Southern soldier boy. Chorus- Yo! ho! yo! ho! yo! ho! ho! ho! ho! ho! ho! He is my only joy, He is the darling of my heart, My Southern soldier boy. The Zouaves J. Howard Wainwright Published in New York evening post, 1861. the Zouaves was one of the many spirited songs sung in memory of Col. Ephraim E. Ellsworth, of the New York fire Zouaves. The Brooklyn Zouaves attained a place in history at the first day's battle at Gettysburg, by their efficiency under fire and the bravery of their Colonel. Onward, Zouaves,—Ellsworth's spirit leads us; Onward, Zouaves, for our country needs us; Onward, Zouaves, for our banner floats o'er us; Onward Zouaves, for the
Patrick Sarsfield Gilmore (search for this): chapter 15
rary merit has no place in the consideration of these war-songs; they were chronicles of events; they achieved universality, and on the field of battle they became the sublime paeans of a national crisis. Their words and melodies deserve a place in our records. The songs of the soldier boys, the spirited marching tunes, the sentimental ballads, the outbursts of fiery patriotism, must remain with us a legacy of unfailing inspiration and delight. When Johnny comes marching home: Patrick Sarsfield Gilmore This rousing war-song was the one most sung by the soldiers returning from service. When Johnny comes marching home again, Hurrah! Hurrah! We'll give him a hearty welcome then, Hurrah! Hurrah! The men will cheer, the boys will shout, The ladies they will all turn out. Chorus— And we'll all feel gay, When Johnny comes marching home. The old church-bell will peal with joy, Hurrah! Hurrah! To welcome home our darling boy, Hurrah! Hurrah! The village lads and lasses say With
Horace Greeley (search for this): chapter 15
Duke in his account of the battle of Shiloh, says— just as Breckinridge's division was going into action, we came upon the left of it where the Kentucky troops were formed. The bullets commenced to fly thick and fast around us and simultaneously the regiment nearest us struck up the favorite song of the Kentuckians— cheer, boys, cheer. the effect was inspiring beyond words. several versions of adapted words were sung to the melody of this song. One of the versions was dedicated to Horace Greeley and circulated throughout the north. The original cheer, boys, cheer, has, however, always remained closely identified with Southern sentiment. Cheer, boys, cheer! no more of idle sorrow; Courage! true hearts shall bear us on our way; Hope points before and shows a bright tomorrow, Let us forget the darkness of today: Then farewell, England, much as we may love thee, We'll dry the tears that we have shed before; We'll not weep to sail in search of fortune; Then farewell, England, fare
Dan Bryant (search for this): chapter 15
erwards consigned to oblivion. Where are you going, soldiers, With banner, gun and sword? We're marching south to Canaan To battle for the Lord. What Captain leads your armies Along the rebel coasts? The mighty One of Israel, His name is Lord of Hosts. Chorus- To Canaan, to Canaan, The Lord has led us forth, To blow before the heathen walls The trumpets of the North. Dixie: the original version Dixie was first written as a walk-a-round by an Ohioan, Dan Emmet, and was first sung in Dan Bryant's minstrel show on Broadway, New York, shortly before the war. It came into martial usage by accident and its stirring strains inspired the regiments on many a battlefield. Curiously enough it was adapted to patriotic words on both sides and remained popular with North and South alike after the struggle was over. Abraham Lincoln loved the tune and considered the fact that it was truly representative of the land of cotton far more important than its lack of adherence to the strict laws of
Walter Kittridge (search for this): chapter 15
oes mit regimentals, To schlauch dem voes of Liberty, Like dem old Continentals, Vot fights mit England long ago, To save der Yankee Eagle; Und now I gets my soldier clothes; I'm going to fight mit Sigel. When I comes from der Deutsche Countree, I vorks sometimes at baking; Den I keeps a lager beer saloon, Und den I goes shoe making; But now I was a sojer been To save der Yankee Eagle; To schlauch dem tam secession volks, I'm going to fight mit Sigel. Tenting on the old Camp ground Walter Kittridge No song has been so widely sung since the war as Tenting on the old Camp ground. for memorial day music, it shares honors with soldiers' Farewell. We're tenting tonight on the old Camp ground, Give us a song to cheer Our weary hearts, a song of home, And friends we love so dear. Chorus- Many are the hearts that are weary tonight, Wishing for the war to cease; Many are the hearts that are looking for the right, To see the dawn of peace. Tenting tonight, tenting tonight, Tenting o
G. H. Allan (search for this): chapter 15
o the trumpeters, They call for volunteers, On Zion's bright and flowery mount— Behold the officers! Chorus— They look like men, They look like men, They look like men of war. My father, how long? This primitive chant is thought by Mr. G. H. Allan, who wrote down the stanzas, to have originated from the Florida plantations. At the outbreak of the Civil war several negroes were thrown into jail at Georgetown, South Carolina, for singing the verses. Although the spiritual was an old one, the words were considered as being symbolical of new events. A little colored boy explained the matter tersely to Mr. Allan. Dey tink de Lord mean fo‘ to say de Yankees call us. We'll fight for liberty, We'll fight for liberty, We'll fight for liberty, When de Lord will call us home. And it won't be long, And it won't be long, And it won't be long, When de Lord will call us home. Many thousand go This spiritual, to which the Civil war actually gave rise, was composed by nobody know<
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