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The fearful struggle's ended now and peace smiles on our land, |
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And though we've yielded we have proved ourselves a faithful band. |
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We fought them long, we fought them well, we fought them night and day, |
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And bravely struggled for our rights while wearing of the gray. |
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And now that we have ceased to fight and pledged our sacred word, |
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That we against the Union's might no more will draw the sword, |
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We feel despite the sneers of those who never smelt the fray, |
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That we've a manly, honest right to wearing of the gray. |
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Our cause is lost the more we fight 'gainst o'erwhelming power, |
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All wearied are our limbs and drenched with many a battle shower. |
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We feign we rest for want of strength in yielding up the day, |
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And lower the flag so proudly born while wearing of the gray. |
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Defeat is not dishonor, nor our honor not bereft, |
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We thank God that in our hearts this priceless boon was left. |
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And though we weep just for those braves who stood in proud array, |
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Beneath our flag and nobly died while wearing of the gray. |
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When in the ranks of war we stood and faced the deadly hail, |
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Our simple suits of gray composed our only coats of mail. |
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And on the awful hours that marked the bloody battle day, |
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In memories we'll still be seen wearing of the gray. |
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Oh! should we reach that glorious place where waits a sparklin' crown, |
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For everyone who for the right his soldier life lay down. |
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God grant to us the privilege upon that happy day, |
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Of claspin' hands with those who fell while wearing of the gray. |
