Southern War Songs Camp-Fire, Patriotic & Sentimental

200+ Song Lyrics Collected, Arranged & Illustrated, By W. L. Fagan - online songbook

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Bright Mary! as fleet as a bounding- gazelle,
Is into his arms with a spring ; And Cabie, with voice clear as a bell, "There's papa, dear papa!" his joyous notes swell
Yet choking with tears as they ring.
And next, little Nubbie comes toddling along,
Bright curls streaming out to the wind— With hands reaching up, and infantile tongue— He's lifted the welcoming group among— As tears the stern sentinel blind.
And then, with the darling bright babe, mamma comes,
To welcome him home to their cot— What sobs and caresses, That happy group blesses;
Is the sentinel dreaming or not ?
The stern sergeant of guard, calls out from his tent,
"Number Four has deserted his post!" The sentinel nearest saw whither he went, And found him, o'er musket, in reverie bent, At home—with his little ones—lost!
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The sentinel treads his lonely round—
As dawn in the East is breaking A cannon's deep"thundering shakes the ground! Another! an army springs up at the sound—
To thousands Death's reveille waking!