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Come all you loyal unionists wherever you may be |
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I hope you'll pay attention and listen unto me |
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For well you know the blood and woe, the misery and toil |
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It took to down secession on Virginia's bloody soil |
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When our good old flag, the Stars and Stripes, from Sumter's walls was hurled |
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And o'erhead on the forwardest walls the Rebels their flag unfurled |
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It aroused each loyal northern man and caused his blood to boil |
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For to see that flag, Secession's rag float o'er Virginia's soil |
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Then from the hills and mountain tops there came that wild alarm |
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Rise up! Ye gallant sons of North, our country calls to arms |
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Come from the plains o'er hill and dale, ye hardy sons of toil |
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For our flag is trampled in the dust on Virginia's bloody soil |
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And thousands left their native homes, some never to return |
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And many's the wife and family dear were left behind to mourn |
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There was one who went among them who from danger would ne'er recoil |
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Now his bones lie bleaching on the fields of Virginia's bloody soil |
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In the great fight of the Wilderness, where many brave man fell |
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Our captain led his comrades on through Rebel shot and shell |
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The wounded 'round they strewed the ground; the dead lay heaped in piled |
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The comrades weltered in their blood on Virginia's bloody soil |
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The Rebels fought like fury or tigers drove to bay |
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They knew full well, if the truth they'd tell, they could not win the day |
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It was hand to hand they fought 'em the struggle was fierce and wild |
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'Till a bullet pierced our captain's brain, on Virginia's bloody soil |
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And now our hero's sleeping there with thousands of the brave |
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No marble slab does mark the place that shows where he was laid |
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He died to save our Union; he's free from care and toil |
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Thank God! The Stars and Stripes still wave above Virginia's soil! |
