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4 From friends and relation I then had to part;
My sweetheart was nearest and dearest to my heart. O I never shall forget when she took me by the hand, And I started in defense of my own native land.
5 Time points a day when this conflict shall cease, And victory be followed by permanent peace, When from Union and Yankee our land shall be free. We will hasten to our loved ones, now weeping far away.
6 When shall the time come, how long shall it be Till from Union and Yankee our land shall be free? When this cruel war is over and victory be won,
We will hasten to our loved ones now weeping at home. |
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