Our Boys Are Coming Home |
T. Martin Towne, 1865
Thank God, the sky is clearing! The clouds are hurrying past; Thank God, the day is nearing! The dawn is coming fast. And when glad herald voices Shall tell us peace has come, This though shall most rejoice us, "Our brave boys are coming home!" Chorus: Our boys are coming home, Coming home, coming home, Our boys are coming home, This thought shall most rejoice us, Our boys are coming home.
2. The vacant fireside places | 3. O mother, calmly waking For that beloved son! O sister, proudly dating The victories he has won! O maiden, softly humming The love song while you roam Joy, joy, the boys are coming home Our boys are coming home! Chorus:
4. And yet -- oh keenest sorrow!
5. O sad heart, hush thy grieving, |