The Good Old Songs We Used to Sing, 61 to 65 | Page 2

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.
[Illustration: SHERIDAN'S CAVALRY CORPS.]
HAIL COLUMBIA.
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[Illustration: MAJ. GEN'L JOHN A. M'CLERNAND.]
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.
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.
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.
[Illustration: 19TH CORPS.]
JUST BEFORE THE BATTLE, MOTHER.
Used by permission of S. Brainard's Sons.
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[Illustration: 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.
Oh, I long to see you, mother,?And the loving ones at home;?But I'll never leave our banner?Till in honor I can come.?Tell the traitors, all around you,?That their cruel words we know?In every battle kill our soldiers?By the help they give the foe.--CHORUS.
Hark! I hear the bugle sounding,?'Tis the signal for the fight!?Now, may God protect me, mother,?As He ever does the right.?Hear the "Battle Cry of Freedom,"?How it swells upon the air!?Oh, yes, we'll rally round the standard,?Or we'll perish nobly there.--CHORUS.
[Illustration: 6TH CORPS.]
WE'VE DRUNK FROM THE SAME CANTEEN.
By Maj. Charles G. Halpine (Private Miles O'Riley), 47th N.Y. Vol. Inf.
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[Illustration: ENGINEERS AND MECHANICS.]
There are bonds of all sorts in this world of ours,?Fetters of friendship and ties of flowers,?And true lovers' knots, I ween.?The boys and the girls are bound by a kiss,?But there's never a bond, old friend, like this:?We have drunk from the same canteen!
The same canteen, my soldier friend,?The same canteen;?There's never a bond like this:?We have drunk from the same canteen!
It was sometimes water and sometimes milk,?Sometimes apple-jack as fine as silk;?But, whatever the tipple has been,?We shared it together in bane or in bliss,?And I warn you, friend, when I think of this:?We have drunk from the same canteen.
We've shared our blankets and tents together,?And marched and fought in all kinds of weather,?And hungry and full we've been;?Had days of battle and days of rest,?But this memory I cling to and love the best:?We've drunk from the same canteen.
For when wounded I lay on the outer slope,?With my blood flowing fast and but little hope?On which my faint spirit might lean,?Oh! then, I remember, you crawled to my side,?And bleeding so fast it seemed both must have died,?We have drunk from the same canteen!
THE STAR SPANGLED BANNER.
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Oh! say, can you see by the dawn's early light?What so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last gleaming-- Whose broad stripes and bright stars through the perilous flight, O'er the ramparts we watched, were so gallantly streaming! And the rockets' red glare, the bombs bursting in air,?Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there; Oh! say, does that Star Spangled Banner yet wave?O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave!
On that shore dimly seen through the mists of the deep,?Where the foe's haughty host in dread silence reposes,?What is that which the breeze, o'er the towering steep,?As it fitfully blows, now conceals, now discloses!?Now it catches the gleam of the morning's first beam,?In full glory reflected, now shines on the stream;?'Tis the Star Spangled Banner, oh! long may it wave?O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave!
And where is that band who so vauntingly swore?That the havoc of war and the battle's confusion?A home and a country should leave us no more??Their blood has washed out their