God Bless The Old Sixth Corps |
Thomas Ryder
God bless our noble army! The hearts are strong and brave, That have willingly come our standard From treason's grasp to save, But from the Western Prairie To Atlantic's rocky shore, The truest, noblest hearts of all Are in the Old Sixth Corps. Chorus: Then, ere we part tonight, boys, We'll sing one song the more. With chorus swelling loud and clear God bless the Old Sixth Corps!
2. In the thickest of the battle, | 3. There's many a brave man lying, Where he nobly fought and fell, There's many a mother sighing, For the sons she loved so well. And the Southern winds are breathing A requiem where they lie, O, the gallant followers of the cross Are not afraid to die! Chorus:
4. Our truest, bravest heart is gone,
5. Then on! Still onward will we press, |