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By C. D. Dasher. Music by F. Yotjnkee.
[The music of this Song can be obtained of the Oliver Ditson Co., Boston, Mass.]
Oh, don't you remember old Stonewall, my boys,
Old Stonewall on charger so gray, Whose memory is dear to the sons of the South,
The heroes that once wore the gray. He was true to the cause of the men that he led,
Heroic in death as in life, From heaven above he smiles on the brave,
Who have ceased from mad carnage and strife— From heaven above he smiles on the brave,
Who have ceased from mad carnage and strife.
The harvest waves over the battlefield, boys,
And where bullets once pattered like rain, The peach blooms are drifting like snow in the air,
And the hillocks are springing in grain, Oh ! green in our hearts may the memories be,
Of those heroes, in blue or in grey, As new growing grain, for never again,
Can they meet in dread battle array— As new growing grain, for never again,
Can they meet in dread battle array.